WEDDING DRESS

Of the significant experiences of a woman’s life, perhaps the most iconic is the moment she emerges from a dressing room, spies herself in a 360 degree mirror, and realizes that she has indeed found “the” perfect wedding dress.

I didn’t know I would have that moment, until I found my dress.

I was excited to try on dresses that day! I had the privilege of going with my soulmate's mom and we have a great time. I went in with expectations that I would find the right dress and just "know" but also that it may not be the very first day that I shopped that I would find a dress.

So we drive to a bridal place in town.....I found a couple of dresses that I thought were nice. Hopped in the dressing room and tried a couple on. Nothing... Not even a wow this is a cute dress moment. I wanted to tap my heart, like Hello in there are ya feeling anything about this one? It was just as if I wasn’t trying on the most important attire for my future. I didn’t find one dress that I felt even cute in. and certainly not as if it belonged in my wedding or on my body as a bride. I tried on 10 more dresses... nothing. (tapping my chest, hello heart are you there?) feel something!

I became discouraged in the car ride from the first bridal place to the second. I began to second guess my outlook I had, had on the day… Maybe I wasn't going to find a dress today, which I thought I had prepared myself for but was sad all the same. I though...SELF what were you expecting? to go in and just have some "fairy-tale" moment..... well yeah self, I kind of was.

The next place we went I saw three dresses that held lots more promise than the previous dresses. I tried on the first dress and it was gorgeous, yet not the one which was weird because really guys this dress looked like it could be modeled in a magazine. It truly was a beautiful dress and fit almost tailored...but no not the one. Which further caused my question. It really was an absolutely beautiful dress... why wasn't this it? It fit perfectly. A thousand thoughts ran through my mind... Was I expecting too much out of a dress? I know it is my wedding dress but am I expecting myself to feel something that will never come?

Tried the second- yuck. Now I was REALLY second guessing myself. Are you SURE the first dress was not something that would work? And hey don't be so hard on your self...self. I do not have to pick out a dress today. I can go a while and try on quite a few others and go from there.

So almost resigned that I wouldn't pick a dress today... I tried the third dress on and I felt the dress become me. I know that might be hard to understand but I knew in my heart of hearts before I even saw myself in one single mirror that this was the dress I was going to marry my soulmate in. It was an overwhelming sense of emotion and I started crying before I even made it out of the dressing room to see myself in the mirror. (I know a lot of girls cry as we are emotional creatures... I however do not cry at the drop of a hat, so this was a big deal to me.) I came out of the dressing room with tears in my eyes and sucked in a breath. It was MY wedding dress. It fit perfect and was everything I wanted. It was so amazing that I knew as soon as I put it on my body. I felt it, it was like the cloth was sewn for me. For the purpose of fulfilling my destiny, to marry my best friend. I cannot wait to stand in front of him that day and wear this dress.