Walking into the first salon, I knew EXACTLY what I wanted and even had a magazine ad in hand! Mermaid, one shoulder, and roses! Over the top and a statement dress all the way. You want to see???
Yep, that's what I had in mind. However, as I waddled over to the step in front of the mirror in this beautiful Ines de Santo gown and saw the look of horror on my mom's face, I conceded. I couldn't walk, step up, sit down, or even breathe! Next please!
Two salons later, in all it's beauty, I found "the one". I put it on. I walked back and forth in front of the store length mirrors. I sat. I stood. I danced. I breathed in and out (without effort) and I said "this is it, I feel like a bride!" You won't see a picture of my dress until our wedding day, but I assure you that it is me to a tee!