Like all things wedding, I really didn't want to get overly worked up about the dress. No naming, no extremes, no sacred 'moment'. Just a really really fabulous dress that is the exact and perfect expression of my personality and communicates instantly my wedding style and perfects all of my inherent flaws and cures cancer!
And like every girl who has dreamed that such a piece of couture existed, I found it.
The first dress I ever tried on. The dress that kept appearing and reappearing in magazines. The dress my mother AND my sister AND I all just love [with that on it's resume, I'm actually a bit surprised it doesn't at least cure something easy, like mono . . .]. And DUDE, IT HAS POCKETS.
But I digress, it's this stunner from Vineyard/Priscilla of Boston:
After trying it on several times, it was clear that this dress simply had all the right stuff [I've always wanted to link to that!]:
1. 1960s styling
2. interesting/different neckline [not strapless]
3. architectural shape and structure [A belt? AWESOME]
4. A-line skirt
Check, check, check, and check. But for everyone's sake, I'll refrain from gross anthropomorphizing and name calling. But just maybe I'll allow myself to peek in to say hi once it's arrived.