Betty at Betty Beguiles.com asked bloggers to share about their wedding dress and if they still loved it or wished they had done things differently.

When I was prepping for my wedding and looking for a dress I was a little worried since I hated wearing dresses to begin with and I’m a plus size and didn’t have as many choices as other brides-to-be. I remember my sister BC and I were shopping in Orange County and we decided to stop into a bridal store just to see styles and prices. After looking at the stick-thin girls and big price tags, I felt really out of place and didn’t stay very long. Shortly after, my family moved to the Calif high dessert where it was more “cowboy country” than we were used to. I was driving with JC, another one of my sisters, and we came across a local wedding boutique. It looked more home-town humble than high-class snooty so we stopped to take a look.

The sales lady was really nice and brought out some dresses in my size. The first one I tried on confirmed all my fears. It had a “western” look to it and in it I looked like a big, white marshmallow cowboy bride. I looked over at my sister who was in the dressing room with me and we bust out laughing. Not quiet-giggles laughing but the I’m-going-to-wet-my-pants-if-I-don’t-stop laughing. The sales woman came over and asked if anything was wrong. I bit my tongue hard enough to make myself calm down and told her that we were fine. I quickly changed and after a few more tries we came across a dress with an empire waist and I loved the way it looked and fit. I looked at the price tag and even the discounted $800 was more than I could really afford. But at least I now knew that there was a dress style that would work on me and not send me into hysterics.

The next few days I went online and searched for a dress that matched the one I liked in the store. I came across a beautiful dress with an empire waist, beaded bodice and longer train. I loved it. The price was half the amount at only $400. I loved it even more. After checking the return policy, I said a pray and ordered it. As it turned out, the dress worked perfectly after some tailoring and for the first time in my life I felt like a princess and actually loved wearing a dress.

Looking back, the whole wedding dress fiasco pretty much summed up the majority of my life experiences – a little craziness, a few tears, a lot of laughter, loved ones with me, and eventually everything working out great in the end.

Here I am with Brian and Fr. Ryan, the priest who married us.

Thanks to Betty for a fun post to write. 🙂