I,TAKE YOU: Becoming a Bride!

The time had finally arrived. It was time to slip on the dress I'd been wanting to wear everyday for the last 3 months that it had been hanging in my closet. Would it fit ok? Would it look as fabulous as I had remembered? Would my Groom love it?? We were all getting ready in my old bedroom which I had always thought was large, until you get a bride, five bridesmaids, and two photographers into it! So my Maid of Honor had the solo role of getting me into my dress. And with one zip I became a Bride.

Zip!

Now the finishing touch...

And there I was! The Bride!

I'll say it again. I love my dress. I gave it a quick swishy swoosh to fluff it out. The dress felt great! Not too heavy, not too tight, yet it clung to my curves perfectly. I gave my MOH the official task of being my bustler, but once everyone saw all the ties underneath...

..it became a group activity! We did a quick unbustle and rebustle to make sure I'd be set for the ceremony.

** A million and one ties later...

.. I was all READY! At this point the weather outside was gray, and drizzling on and off, so I opted to have my dress bustled for our first look and didn't think about unbustling until the ceremony. Looking back I should have let go and gone unbustled for more of our shots, but le sigh, I was too worried about getting it dirty! Silly bride. It's going to get dirty no matter what, might as well show off your fabulous train.

My excitement officially hit the roof when I was all zipped up in my dress and ready for action. Words cannot describe how excited I was, but I'm guessing the crazy happy face photos will give you an idea.. like this one:

This is the face I made when asked to make a serious face, you know, like in all those romantic bridal portraits out there. Ah well! That smile could not be erased!

I gave my hair one last fix ...