You will have to bear with me with this post - it will be quite mysterious for the next 324 days until the big reveal! After that I promise to include details about all the maybe dresses as well as "the one".
Early on after telling my mum about the engagement she skyped me saying she had a present for me - and held up a wedding magazine that she had bought! I had a great time looking through it for inspiration.
When I went home for Christmas (a few days before Gerard) we had an appointment at Gwenne's bridal shop in Broxburn. Mum and Ailsa came with me - Rhona couldn't make it because she was still working in Glasgow. Karen came as well - feeling very excited as this was not an outing she'd have chance to do with her four boys. It was pouring with rain outside but we were as giggly as school girls when we entered the shop. All four of us picked out a few dresses. They were all so gorgeous hanging there. I've been picturing this dress for years - but the picture has changed many times. For this reason I took the sales assistant's advice and tried on many different shapes and styles.
The dressing room was behind a curtain but had no mirror so I did not have a chance to see myself in each dress until it was fully done up - I like it this way as I couldn't be too judgemental.
The second dress I put on really had the wow factor and it showed off my figure very nicely. I was quickly falling in love - and it seemed the others were as well. The third dress was equally gorgeous - but in a very different way. Every other dress after this didn't love up to these two. All night I couldn't get the second dress out of my head. We had another appointment the next day which just me and mum went to, at Anne and Bobbie's in Bathgate, but none of the dresses they had were really to my taste - no competition there. Rhona was keen to see me in the dresses so we managed to get a last minute appointment at Pretty Woman in Edinburgh, who stocked the same designer - Gwenne's was now closed for the Christmas period. I tried on both dresses again and decided I definately preferred the second one.
Having mulled it over for the next month I thought my mind was pretty much made up. When the wedding fair in London was cancelled the weekend that mum and dad were visiting in February I took Hannah along with my mum to another bridal store to show her the dress, hoping that this time I would be able to make up my mind.
The shop was truly stunning. We had the whole place to ourselves for the appointment but we had to leave our shoes at the door - thankfully it had a very plush carpet. I let Hannah pick out a few dresses so she could get the whole experience and I put on a few I'd already had on. None of them lived up to the one I'd been intending getting until the last dress I put on. Hannah had picked it out and little did I realize it was actually a dress I'd spotted online very early on and had wanted to try on. This new dress was amazing. It fit almost perfectly and had elements from both of the other dresses I had liked. The small con was the price tag.
Afterwards we met my dad and Gerard at Borough market for some lunch. Gerard knew something was up by the way I approached him, but he agreed that we could stretch the budget for the right dress. He must really love me.
Early on after telling my mum about the engagement she skyped me saying she had a present for me - and held up a wedding magazine that she had bought! I had a great time looking through it for inspiration.
When I went home for Christmas (a few days before Gerard) we had an appointment at Gwenne's bridal shop in Broxburn. Mum and Ailsa came with me - Rhona couldn't make it because she was still working in Glasgow. Karen came as well - feeling very excited as this was not an outing she'd have chance to do with her four boys. It was pouring with rain outside but we were as giggly as school girls when we entered the shop. All four of us picked out a few dresses. They were all so gorgeous hanging there. I've been picturing this dress for years - but the picture has changed many times. For this reason I took the sales assistant's advice and tried on many different shapes and styles.
The dressing room was behind a curtain but had no mirror so I did not have a chance to see myself in each dress until it was fully done up - I like it this way as I couldn't be too judgemental.
The second dress I put on really had the wow factor and it showed off my figure very nicely. I was quickly falling in love - and it seemed the others were as well. The third dress was equally gorgeous - but in a very different way. Every other dress after this didn't love up to these two. All night I couldn't get the second dress out of my head. We had another appointment the next day which just me and mum went to, at Anne and Bobbie's in Bathgate, but none of the dresses they had were really to my taste - no competition there. Rhona was keen to see me in the dresses so we managed to get a last minute appointment at Pretty Woman in Edinburgh, who stocked the same designer - Gwenne's was now closed for the Christmas period. I tried on both dresses again and decided I definately preferred the second one.
Having mulled it over for the next month I thought my mind was pretty much made up. When the wedding fair in London was cancelled the weekend that mum and dad were visiting in February I took Hannah along with my mum to another bridal store to show her the dress, hoping that this time I would be able to make up my mind.
The shop was truly stunning. We had the whole place to ourselves for the appointment but we had to leave our shoes at the door - thankfully it had a very plush carpet. I let Hannah pick out a few dresses so she could get the whole experience and I put on a few I'd already had on. None of them lived up to the one I'd been intending getting until the last dress I put on. Hannah had picked it out and little did I realize it was actually a dress I'd spotted online very early on and had wanted to try on. This new dress was amazing. It fit almost perfectly and had elements from both of the other dresses I had liked. The small con was the price tag.
Afterwards we met my dad and Gerard at Borough market for some lunch. Gerard knew something was up by the way I approached him, but he agreed that we could stretch the budget for the right dress. He must really love me.
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