You may remember the veil saga. I am proud to announce that it is over. Adam beautifully and sympathetically told me he trusts me to choose something than makes me look and feel beautiful. I have. And I love it.
You can find a series of photos here. I would ask Adam not to look.
There should be more posts of substance soon. I'm in the process of moving to Washington, DC.
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Saturday, June 20, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
The Veil
I don't normally seek out advice on this blog, but it's worth a shot.
My mom laughed at me when we went dress shopping because every dressed had to be matched with a veil before I felt "like a bride." A long, flowing veil adds that mysterious charm, the once-in-a-lifetime allure or a bride. Not mention a veil is traditionally the symbol of a woman's purity. To me, the veil makes the dress.
When I went for my fitting, I found the most gorgeous, cathedral-length lace veil. Stunning. Mom said my face lit up with they put it on my. Even though I knew the lace didn't quite go with my dress, I've not got an itch for all that lovely lace that I can't scratch.
Two problems: A, budget. That gorgeous, cathedral-length lace veil costs $300. B, Adam. My fiancé doesn't get it. And why bother with an investment that significant if my groom is going to roll his eyes while I walk down the aisle.
He's right about the width of the veil. I'm only 5'3" (ish) and 115 lbs. I need a narrow veil for my frame. But what about the length?
Do we compromise on a lovely, finger-tip length veil like these?
Or do I totally give into his hesitations, and my parents' pocket-book, and settle for a simpler number?
I need to call the bridal store in the next few days to tell them what we've decided. What do you think?
My mom laughed at me when we went dress shopping because every dressed had to be matched with a veil before I felt "like a bride." A long, flowing veil adds that mysterious charm, the once-in-a-lifetime allure or a bride. Not mention a veil is traditionally the symbol of a woman's purity. To me, the veil makes the dress.
When I went for my fitting, I found the most gorgeous, cathedral-length lace veil. Stunning. Mom said my face lit up with they put it on my. Even though I knew the lace didn't quite go with my dress, I've not got an itch for all that lovely lace that I can't scratch.
Two problems: A, budget. That gorgeous, cathedral-length lace veil costs $300. B, Adam. My fiancé doesn't get it. And why bother with an investment that significant if my groom is going to roll his eyes while I walk down the aisle.
He's right about the width of the veil. I'm only 5'3" (ish) and 115 lbs. I need a narrow veil for my frame. But what about the length?
Do we compromise on a lovely, finger-tip length veil like these?
Or do I totally give into his hesitations, and my parents' pocket-book, and settle for a simpler number?
I need to call the bridal store in the next few days to tell them what we've decided. What do you think?
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