Dresses

Hunt for dresses

So yesterday Jemma and I went hunting for wedding dresses. She had booked appointments in two shops, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. The one in the morning was a very posh shop so we decided to dress up to it including high heels (big mistake). The afternoon one was a normal shop, the kind where I can actually afford to buy something.

We parked miles away from the first shop because we are cheap and the parking was free, and we walked there only to almost be blown away by the wind. It turns out that the lady was actually very nice and she knew what she was doing. She didn’t pressure me at all to buy anything and showed me dresses that were right for my body shape and the cheapest in the shop

Jemma took lots of pictures and I felt like a princess. The dresses were absolutely beautiful! There was one that the lady convinced me to try on and… It is The One! Oh my, it fitted beautifully and made me slim and gorgeous! There is only one problem. At £1100 it is way above the budget we agreed for the dress

We then went for lunch at Wagamamas (2 for 1 because we are cheap), back to the car and to the next shop. We walked miles in the rain on high heels and my feet are still killing me.

The next shop was small and a bit chavvy. The woman was horrible! Very rude. Didn’t like it at all. She didn’t even let Jemma take pictures except for my favourite one. In the end there were two that I liked very much. At around £700 the are a lot more affordable. But they are not The One. Every time I look at the pictures and see that dress, it makes me want to cry because I love it so much! I even dreamt about it. I wish I could put a picture here but Russ can’t see the dress.

Jemma was fantastic, really helped me a lot and got me into the spirit

I just wish Vanda could be here as well…

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