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As probably everyone but a substantial portion of my relatives knows, Decay and I are getting married. Actually getting through to the bit where we say I do is proving a little difficult in the negotiation terms with various parties involved. If we had our say on what happens, we'd be married a month and a day from today... none of this wedding crap! However, we do know that we'd get lynched if the parentals didn't get a wedding, so we're attempting to get the ball rolling for that aspect of the marriage thing, with varying degrees of success.
Anyway ... the whole wedding thing means looking for a wedding dress to wear for the wedding thing ... so, in the middle of January I made a trip with DK the elder to Brides of the Glen, to see what was out there in the land of non-white, non meringuey dresses ... and then last Saturday, I made a trip with G to four places, in an overload of bridal fluffery ...
So ... what happened?
January 17 2003
Brides of the Glen
DK the Elder and I arrived fashionably late (?!) to this appointment after work, cos she was running a little late with having to deal with a customer on the phones ... that, and it was a stinking hot day too ... we arrived, and were led through the smallish collection of dresses available to try ... not much really caught my eye ... but I tried a few of the less beady dresses on, just to see what the colour and the shape looked like on me ... we did establish that evening that white was definitely not going to be the colour I was wearing for the whole dress... if we were going with white, we were going ivory or champagne, or anything but stark hospital-grade white ... Droidy looks a bit jumpy with stark white ... the lady who served us here was very polite and mostly helpful though ... she suggested some interesting things, but tended toward the more beady/embroidery things (they did happen to be the more expensive ones) ... but was happy to help me find something I wouldn't mind trying on ... if something had actually caught my eye there, I'd be willing to go back there.
1 March 2003
This whole day was pretty much organised via email while sitting in the receptionist chair at work ... it was originally going to be on 22 February, but I found that booking a week ahead wasn't far ahead enough, and I couldn't get appointment times at all ... so we moved it to the week after, which meant that DK the Elder wouldn't be able to make it ... that's ok, I enlisted the help of G a little while earlier, because she wanted to come along for the experience of seeing me in a fluffy meringue of a dress!
Anyway, we organised for me to retrieve G from her place at about 8:30am, and head over to the first appointment, with some sort of breakfast-type meal to follow, before the other appointments...
9:00am - Kris K Bridal
This was one place I wanted to go to because of the dresses I saw in the only other bridal magazine I've ever bought ... just generally there seemed to be dresses that were more to my taste than the usual much beaded and embroidered stuff... I tried on a few dresses, one in gold, and various others including one that was a bit 1950's, according to G ... we also had a bit of a chat about designing something to suit what I wanted, and came to the conclusion that the sourcing of the fabric would be the issue with making the dress ... Generally the service was good, but a little harried, as there were three appointments at once ... the lady who was serving me was at least thinking on the same wavelength as me in terms of shape and style of dress ... maybe not so much available (ie none) in the wrinkly crinkly fabric department, but at least she wasn't leading me into trying a pile of horrid beaded embroidered monstrosities ... I left the place thinking if I didn't find anything else in the rest of today I'd be happy coming back here to find something to suit...
11:00am - Melissa Morrison Dressmaking Studio
We stopped off at the local McD's for some breakfasty sustenance ... Hash browns and coffee for me, toasted tomato and cheese sandwiches and tea and english muffin for G ... we needed to kill a little time, so we went across the road to one of G's favourite stores, Millhouse. If I'd known about this place while I was still at school, this is where I would've thrown all my money at ... beautiful (do we call this bohemian? hippie? ) clothes at fairly ok prices, and lots of other stuff to look at besides... I saw a skirt that would've gone very well with a spiderwebby lace top that DK's parentals gave to me for my birthday/christmas, and decided that after our appointment with Melissa Morrison, we'd go back and I'd have a look at the price ... went back and the skirt was gone! Nevermind ... left a name and contact number for when they next got their stock in ... it's ok, G's a regular there, she'll keep an eye out!
Even after our trip to Millhouse, we arrived about 10 minutes early for our appointment ... was a bit daunted by the whole designer type thing - I wasn't originally looking to get a dress designed from scratch, and was rather worried at how much this was going to set me back ... sat down and tried to describe what I was looking for in a dress ... went back to the car to grab the rather bookmarked copy of the only bridal magazine I currently own (I'd given my collection of bridal magazines to Wendy when she announced her engagement) ... Melissa was very easy to talk to, we gasbagged for over an hour here about pretty much everything ... she wasn't daunted when we mentioned a certain item of footwear in the same sentence as a wedding dress... or when we mentioned the intricacies of how G knows DK and Shane ... anyways... she came up with an initial quote ... and I have to say ... I'm surprised! In my scale of things to do with how much they should be worth, I'd be willing to pay up to a certain amount if it is the perfect thing ... having it designed from scratch does give a lot more assurance that it will be exactly what I want, and what she was asking for, was at about the limit of what I was willing to pay for the perfect dress ... it was certainly more affordable than some of the not quites I'd already tried on ... I left this place thinking I really wouldn't mind coming back here and having a dress designed the way I want it ...
2:30pm - House of Moshe
G and I decided we'd have lunch in Armadale, before this appointment because we had a fair amount of time to kill... we parked, and then it started raining lots ... so we sat in the car til the rain decided it might hold up for a little while, and we walked up and down High Street to get our geographical bearings in order ... Lunch was good - nachos with non-bottley salsa full of real tomatoes, and wedges with sour cream and sweet chilli sauce - we are soooo healthy, but why improve on the McD's breakfast standard? ... G paid before I even realised ... oops (: Thanks for lunch - I owe you one!
We wandered into House of Moshe a little early, and perused the dresses on offer ... they were a little aloof with us at first, but once they realised we actually had an appointment, they were very courteous and helpful ... they were running late today though, so we sat around on their sofas perusing magazines and discussing bridal table issues while they were apologising for running late ...
Once they got to us, we had a small discussion about what I was looking for, and what had caught my eye in the racks ... our consultant suggested some interesting options though, and I tried on about 5 dresses ... one with crinkly fabric! and one in the colour I've been looking for! The thing is though, she was happy to suggest ways to create the exact dress I was after, even suggesting fabrics, and how to achieve crinkly fabric and silvery blue in the one dress... this discussion was one of the more valuable bits of information we had from this place, besides finding out that this shade of blue actually exists in fabric...
4:00pm - Brides of Armadale
After the running-late-ness at House of Moshe, we were only 10 minutes early for our appointment with Brides of Armadale ... we walked in ... and the first thing we were handed was a pair of white gloves to handle the dresses ... by a lady who was surprised to hear that I actually did have an appointment to have a look at some dresses ... a Chinese lady was busy wrapping up a sale to a honky lass and her family, so she was being all charming and polite and stuff while discussing payment options in Cantonese, and there was someone who came in hoping to book an appointment, or take our appointment if we didn't show up ... in hindsight, I think we should've left ...
Anyway ... we picked out three dresses to try ... each more meringuey than the next... I actually picked these ones because they each had something interesting about them ... the first had wire butterflies sewn on with some subtle embroidery that actually looked ok ... the second was a meringue full stop, and the third was an interesting shade of blue ... we went to the change room with my selections, and I attempted to make some small talk with unsmiling lady ... but this was about as difficult as something that is really quite difficult except that it's even harder because you're trying to do it backwards and blindfolded.
However, the bitchiness was only just warming up ... I tried on the first one ... stepped out, and looked... it looked ok, but a little wide for my tastes, but it still wasn't a true meringue ... The other lady (Armadale witch?) just blurted out ... try on the next one, after I was asked to rate it out of 10 ... and gave it about 7.5, which is ok, not ugly but not the one in my scale of things ...
So, after that kind of prompting, I tried on the next one. Whoa ... meringue! This was mostly an exercise in trying on things just in case my preconceived views were wrong in telling me that a meringue wasn't going to suit me. I didn't look anywhere near as lost as I thought I was going to be ... even G was surprised. I commented on this, and the Armadale witch blurted out, 'Why are you even trying on this style if you're not after something this big!?' ... I was just in shock that she'd even say that out loud ... I wasn't even sure how to react, so I just made some comment about how I just wanted to see if I was wrong in thinking I'd be lost in a big dress... and that I'd learnt something today about how not all big dresses are going to make me look lost ...
Nevermind... I tried on the third dress, and whoa... how big was this one!? It probably didn't help that they didn't select the right petticoat for the dress at all, but I really did feel lost in this one ... the blue of the dress was completely washed out in the lights they had set up in front of the mirror, and so I just gave up on this one, and changed back into my clothes ... I swear, they had us out in about 10 minutes ...
I wasn't happy at all with the attitude they gave me the whole time ... I know I look young ... and to be honest... I was actually expecting this sort of treatment at more places I visited, and was very surprised that I was actually treated nicely everywhere ... even if I did find the perfect dress here, I wouldn't give them my business at all, purely because they treated me like rubbish. I don't expect people to be fawning all over me just because I walked into their store, but I do expect a minimum level of politeness, and I didn't get it here at all ... That kind of outright bitchiness just isn't called for, and it makes me happy to recommend that people just don't go there at all ... if they're going to be so shallow about appearances, I'll leave them to exercise their bitchiness on someone else. The thing is, even though we were handed gloves to handle the dresses, these dresses were the grimiest dresses of all the places we went to that day ... make-up stains everywhere and beading and embroidery fraying ...
Yes... so that's been my experience with the bridal gown industry. I'm not visiting any more places, and I am sure as hell not going back to or recommending anyone go to the last place I went to ... I've actually calmed down a lot since Saturday afternoon ... I didn't want to rant while I was still quite annoyed with them ... it's kind of soured the rest of the really nice experiences I've had with everywhere else I've visited ... I'm to the point where I nearly want to write thankyou letters to everyone and *accidentally* send the wrong one to Brides of Armadale... I'm not that bitter... yet!
We've already figured out who the photographer, florist, cake-maker, and reception venue are likely to be, so all we have to do now is pick a date, figure out this guest list and book the damn things! I'm all for just running off and coming back married you know ...
Update 6.10.03
I know, it's been a while, but there's been a sudden flurry of activity, unseen since The Matrix: Reloaded post ... there's 5 days until I get to see what this 'excuse to dress up for a day'-dress will look like ... Courtesy of Melissa Morrison Designs ... what won me over? No flinching when those shoes were mentioned (: Course, she knows that now (: And I should've been looking to get the thing made anyway - saves me time looking for the impossible! (:
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