I went to try on wedding dresses with my parents, and Cady came along with us. Of course, the sales person wanted me to buy the dress, but I made it clear that I had to think about it. She wanted me to come back the next day. I made an appointment for a few days later because I knew that would at least buy me a ticket out of there.
They called today to confirm my appointment when I was putting the baby to sleep. I called back and cancelled because I wasn’t ready to buy the dress. I was told that I shouldn’t try on any more dresses because I would get “confused,” and that the consultant helping me would be calling me again to reschedule. Of course she will. They’re extremely pushy, and it is a huge turnoff.
I really don’t want to rush. I don’t think three days after the first time I try one dresses is enough for me. I’m not the kind of person who makes purchases that quickly, and this is a big purchase that I will only get to do once in my life. I won’t even buy a book until it’s sat on my wishlist for a while, much less my one and only wedding dress that I won’t be wearing for over a year.
I realize that dresses have to ordered, which takes time. I know that I might want to take pictures in it before the wedding and have to get it cleaned and pressed.
However, I still think 14 months prior to the event is way too soon. I know myself, and I like to keep my options open until I am absolutely sure. I’m just not someone who can be that certain after only a few days even though I know some girls fall in love with their dress at first sight. Even if there’s something I really want to watch on television, I have to check all of our channels before I can commit to it. I’m not saying I’m going to try on every dress in the world. I just want a little more time to play the field.
I didn’t realize trying on wedding dresses would be so exhausting and take so long. We were there a total of 2.5 hours, which was partly due to the fact that the person helping me had to help another bride at the same time. By the end I literally was ready to faint. I was dehydrated, standing for a long time, and under lots of hot, bright lights. Being bound inside a bustier probably didn’t help. I’m really not a big fan of them.
Cady had a great time talking loud and running around playing, but then she got cranky. My dad took her for a stroll and came back with her asleep. We went to lunch, and I took a nap after getting home.
I’m not in love with any one dress right now. It’s just too soon to tell. I want to keep seeing other dresses.