the dress.

Well I said I would so I will. but I wanted to show you pictures, and I really can't find many that will allow me to put them on here. If any of you have some secret resource for getting these pictures please tell me... So you will have to, for the large part, imagine the dresses I'm talking about until I buy one and have a fitting!

Back to the beginning:

Pretty much as soon as I started looking in magazines when I got engaged, (and before I found you, my lovely blogging friends) I was picking out fairly particular styles. Slight fishtail, straps, lace, and pleating/ruching. And I wanted a little bolero jacket for the church service, because I'm getting married in October, and I'm a comfort over looks sort of girl. I've only visited one shop throughout this shopping process. Some of you may find that silly or naive, but I was recommended this shop by several people before my first visit, and she has been wonderful every time I've been to see her, so I've felt no need to look any further. I've tried an A-line dress, which showed me that I don't want to create a big personal space around me which I have to look after for the day; I tried on the most beautiful lacy Lusan Mandongus dress which showed me that while I adore lace dresses, I need something which distracts from my stomach; I've tried on a dress with straps that shows me I need strapless despite never wearing strapless ever before; I've tried dresses with beading that showed me I hate bling.

At this point I should mention that it was my intention to have a dress made. I mean custom made. My reasons for sounding poncy like this are to do with my dissertation. By no means do I claim to be the be all and end all on this subject, and there are (as I've found out since my dissertation) two sides to every story. However, my dressmaker had a sample book of organic silks, in which there was one which seems perfect for what we wanted. So when I was trying on dresses, it was with a view to picking my favourite bits and having one made in that.

Time and time again though, we kept going back to the same dress. Strapless, fishtailed (but not in a slutty way), ruched across my chest and stomach, and not too big a train, the dress is beautiful. I love it. its this one.

beautiful dress: Suzanne Neville

this story of pretty dresses isn't over. But I'm not going to finish it now for you either. I've not sealed the deal, made the final decisions, and signed on the dotted line to anything yet, and I don't like writing on here that I'm doing one thing, and I end up backtracking and doing another. So... to be continued...

P.S. I hope you like it...