The final dress for my appointment was a tea length dress. Which really wasn't something I pictured myself in, I had always wanted a floor length white dress. But it was pretty and I hadn't loved anything else I had tried on so I figured I would give it a shot.
I loved it! The look on my face made that quite clear, it was by far my favorite of ALL the dresses I had tried on that day. It was comfortable and light, it had a vintage appeal to it, I just loved it. As I was reveling in the glory of it's prettiness I could hear Mama Ticket comment, "Well it's a very pretty dress just not for a wedding." Sorry Mama Ticket... hate to disappoint but this was it. This was the dress I was going home with. She quickly tried to hop on board once she saw how much I loved it and she supported my decision to buy it. In an effort to appease Mama Ticket I ordered the dress in white, I figured if I was getting a short dress which I knew she was unhappy with the least I could do was wear white (which she had been absolutely adamant about). And with that we were off.
I'm sure you've guessed by now that isn't the end of the dress story.
*All Personal Photos Courtesy BM CJ
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