Monday, March 06, 2006

Shopping!

Mom and I went on “The Great Excursion” last Saturday.  “The Great Excursion” would be shopping for a wedding dress.  I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I figured it was time to start looking.  We started our search at one store and then moved to a second.  I had been doing some research online and actually found one dress that made me think “if only I could actually find that dress, it is so gorgeous” wouldn’t you know, the one dress that I loved online was the first dress I tried on at the store.  I was amazed, amazed that I found it and amazed that it looked the way it did. 
Just to be sure, we headed to another store to look at the second dress that I really wanted to try on.  We got the store and it was hopping.  There easily three times as many people in the second store.  We had a 20 minute wait for a room and a sales person to help us out.  We headed off to the racks to pull the dresses I wanted to try on.  We ran into another mother and daughter team looking.  The bride had some of the same body issues I did and her mom and my mom swapped tips. We finally got a room and started stuffing me in some dresses.  And stuffing is what it was like.  I felt sausage-like in all the undergarments and such.  It was fun.
I came out of the dressing room in the first dress.  I happened to be in a room right next to the ladies we had been talking to earlier.  Her mom went crazy.  I think it was the type of dress that she wanted her daughter to get.  It had a full skirt and was fairly simple.  I was looking in the mirror and noticed another lady standing behind me wearing the exact same dress and giving me a look of death.  Every one was oohing and aahing around me and I just wanted to get the dress off so the girl glaring at me would stop.  I took the dress off and I believe the lady next to me grabbed it for her daughter to try on.  She didn’t like it either.  I came out in a couple other dresses and every time I came out the mom next door oohhed and aahhed and called her daughter out to see me in the dress I had on.  I started to feel a little sorry for the bride next door.  Then I came out in my last dress.
The sales lady helping another lady actually stopped in her tracks when she saw me in the dress.  I had a small crowd around me chattering about the dress I had on.  And all I could really think was, it didn’t compare to the first dress I tried on. 
It was a fun experience, but I am really glad that I found the dress that I wanted from the beginning.  We’re going back next weekend to order it and get the process on it’s way!  Yeah for me!