By NATALIA HAWK
I fell in love when I was seventeen.
I remember it well – I was at the movies with a friend during the summer holidays. We were watching Bride Wars, the latest Kate Hudson/Anne Hathaway movie.
In the movie, Kate Hudson went shopping for a wedding dress and picked the first one she tried on. It was white and strapless, with a beautifully full tulle skirt and a coloured ribbon around the waist.
It was Vera Wang, and it was beautiful.
I was instantly head-over-heels.
I knew that Vera Wang was the one for me. I didn’t know when my big day would happen. I didn’t even know IF it would happen. But I knew that if I was to one day walk down that aisle towards a loving future husband, it would be in Vera.
To me, the cost of a Vera dress was a non-issue. You’re paying for what is essentially art in dress form. Why wouldn’t you fork out, say, the same amount of money with which you could buy a second-hand car or a really exotic cat?
But when I expressed these opinions in the Mamamia office, I was met with complete disbelief.
Lucy and Jamila could not understand my willingness to pay that amount of money for a dress that’s only going to be worn for one DAY. For only a few hours. That will probably be put into storage and probably stay there forevermore.
The pair of them promised me that they wouldn’t imagine spending thousands of dollars on a dress. That they’d rather save their cash and spend it on a really awesome party for their guests.
MM Brisbane staffer Kate Hunter agreed with them – she commissioned a friend’s mum, Mrs Szornet, to make her wedding dress. It cost $300, plus fabric. Mrs Szornet even came to the church with her sewing kit to make last minute adjustments. Now that’s service.
As for Mia – she can’t even remember how much her dress cost. Nor can she remember where it actually went. She thinks she might have given it to a friend.