We went wedding dress shopping last night.
My girl is getting married next year and wedding preparations are starting to kick into high gear. Of course, high on the list of have-tos is finding that perfect dress. But, between working very long hours and being out of town on business trips, Ashley has had a hard time fitting it into her schedule. We finally managed it last night. Grandma joined us and so did her sister Rachel. It was just “us girls.” The three generations out for a night of shopping. What could be better than that?
It’s quite a personal thing, wedding dress shopping, and finding that perfect dress can raise the anxiety level of even the most cool-headed bride. Ashley figured this would be a trial run, just to get a lay of the land and see what is out there in wedding dress world. She really didn’t have a concrete idea of what she wanted so she thought she would take a peek and try on a few things before she made any commitments. She did know what she didn’t want – nothing too flouncy or frou frou. She is tall, like her sister and I, hovering around the six foot mark and doesn’t want to add a lot of lace and fluff. She likes to keep things simple.
So, here we are, waiting for Ashley to come out of the dressing room in that white gown, in breathless anticipation.
When Ashley was a little girl there was nothing she liked more than looking at herself in the mirror. She especially liked store mirrors, where she could see herself from all sides. As soon as we would enter a store, she would beeline for the dressing rooms and twirl around, singing at the top of her lungs.
When we walked into the bridal store changing room last night, the mirrors reflected into each other to infinity, plus they had risers, for that inner superstar! Rachel said, “Ashley, this would have been your dream come true when you were five years old!”
Well, my girl is no longer five years old. She is a beautiful young lady preparing for her wedding day and when she walked out of that dressing room door in a white dress, it was a little bit hard to take in. I didn’t cry, I wasn’t even very emotional. It was a bit surreal. I’m not really believing this yet. It’s going to take me a while to really absorb the fact that she is moving into another phase of her life. I am really more excited for her than I am sad for me.
It has been easy welcoming Daniel into our hearts. He is easy to like, with his infectious smile and his teasing, middle-child ways (fist-bump for the middle child.) He clearly loves our daughter and loves the Lord. Ashley’s face lights up when he walks into the room. She is head over heels in love. What more could parents ask for?
So…back to the dress. After trying on a few, not-so-flattering, four-sizes-too-big dresses (what were those sales ladies thinking?) and one very cute, almost-there dress Ashley opened the dressing room door and came out in “the One”! As soon as she turned around and looked at herself in the mirror the biggest smile spread across her face. She could not stop grinning. This was IT. There was no reason to keep looking, or to try on another dress. We were done.
As Ashley put it so succinctly, “I can picture myself walking down the aisle in this dress and feeling beautiful.” What more do you need than that?
Well, here’s a glimpse from last night.
This was the “dress that almost was.” It’s just a teaser and all you’re going to get for now. You’ll have to wait until next June to get the real thing.
In the meantime, this mama is happy, because nothing makes me happier than seeing my kids smile!