I don’t want to shock you but my commitment to my marriage, my husband and making our wedding day memorable for all (but mostly us) wasn’t really affected by the fact that I wore a $300 dress.
I bloody loved my dress, a Wayne Cooper off the rack number.
Although I never endeavoured to look like ‘a princess, or Hollywood starlet’…I was aiming for ‘upmarket me’ I felt amazing and it had nothing to do with the price tag on my wedding dress and to be honest if ASOS and their online counterparts were selling wedding dresses three years ago, I would have been in like Flynn with that stuff.
Buying a ‘cheaper gown’ for me didn’t mean that I was less committed to the day because I didn’t spend an amount comparable to purchasing a small car on a dress that I was only going to wear for 7 ½ hours. When we got engaged and started planning our wedding, we decided that getting into debt for a party, for us, simply wasn’t an option.
I like holidays, and eating, and being able to pay rent.
A big factor for me when dress shopping was avoiding the cookie cutter gown. I actual bought a gown on a whim on a work trip to the US at David’s Bridal, it was pretty, it was off the shoulder, it had pockets, but I spent four months trying to find a way to feel comfortable in it. I tried to imagine myself dancing and being me without hitching it up and having a small bosom explosion. I purchased fancy and terribly uncomfortable bras, boleros and snazzy cardigans and belts until I came to the conclusion that quite frankly I think strapless gowns can look pretty mediocre on most people. I ditched the gown and called my bestie one Sunday morning three weeks before our wedding and we hit the shops. As soon as I zipped up my future dress, I was lunging in the shop, testing out my dance moves and feeling amaze.