CHOOSING YOUR WEDDING DRESS:

Well, that's it, you have the ring, the future husband and more or less the decor ... but you are missing the most important: what's the point of getting married if we do not the dress that goes with it? How to choose? So, know one thing, it's not you choose your dress, but the dress style that chooses you. When you try it, it will appear as obvious ...

So do not listen to those who say what to wear because it is "trendy" because, overall, if you've got the hindquarters that rivals that of a pottok, well it may well be the mode, it will do you still a big ass.

So first you buy a wedding magazine: there are all kinds of imaginable dresses, this will allow you to spot patterns and styles that appeal to you (or not). Then one chooses friends you trust to come to the first fitting .... ATTENTION, not fo jealous of your wedding "Take a short dress Louloute, but no, not to worry your bow legs and knock your knees, it's not clear" or slightly narrow-minded "BUT YOU WILL NOT PUT SHOES WITH RASPBERRIES YOUR WEDDING DRESS ?? "(Well if finally if I can find, this is a call for help) .... No, we choose real friends, those who know us and which incidentally we appreciate the taste in clothing.

The goal is not to mochiser you in a dress they like, but to sublimate you in a dress that fits you.

(So ​​yes, this sentence is beautiful and I autobade to the idea to think she just me)

Plan a day with your girlfriends taking RDV dresses in different shops and not forgetting to specify the salesperson models you want to try.

Story of my dressing day:

10:15: Meeting with my girlfriends for NANA day. Waxed, makeup, almost capped but mostly excited. A small coffee is partiiiiiiiiii

10h30: That's it, it fills me y'en a late (I do not like late people) too bad we go. 1 appointment with the # 1 brand of wedding dress. The saleswoman, whom we will call Mireille welcomes us almost pleasant "So of 5 models you want to try, I did as 3, will come back for the other 2" (or not).

10:35: I am in panties and high heels in the dressing room, I feel like a prostitute Slovak awaiting his client for a LAP DANCE. Plus, I'm cold.

10:40: Mireille helps me to put on the first dress. On the Internet, I had a crush on this dress ... But now I'm struggling to realize. Must say that it's a bit of 44 and I happily do the 36. Say Mireille, might need to be fit? "NO NO NO, I do not put pins, it will spoil the dress". Well I do not know, you put the rope, the roast string, clothespins, I tape, you do something "Ha no, you're much too fine for clothespins" BUT NO grognasse THE CABIN OF NEXT SHE HALF OF MY WEIGHT AND YOU PUT HIM AS !!! Mireille say, not even when you think that I'll smack € 1,800 in a dress without seeing what it could give adjusted? Apparently si.10h41: One of my Demoiselles d'Honneur is being boiled, she will slap Mireille? Nothing is less certain.

10:42: I leave the fitting room to go ogle myself in the mirror ... And WE go ogling: Me, My dress and Mireille keeps me Adjusted tissue in the back so I do not find myself naked in front of customers of the shop. CC another of my Bridesmaid released his camera "HA NO NO NO NO NO, no photos, we do not want that the models can be found on the Internet". Mireille say, I planned to try at least 70 dresses to find the right, how do I remember me? Apparently she does not care.

10:43: Mireille and I arrived in the mirror (I feel like dancing a waltz with her as soon as I move). No reaction of my girlfriends apart "Bizarre is this purple ribbon". Damn, I though I liked this dress. I try to walk (with Mireille follows me like a Yorkie): "NOOON do not get out of the square of fabric I laid down, it will dirty the dress !! ". Malgrè the reaction of my friends, I must say I really like this dress, simple, fluid, I find it very beautiful, I have informed me realize what she gave without Mireille my side: Yeah, even force me to ask someone to put me as the ice a Hugo Boss model (or MC COY Danny). But further intervention by the saleswoman, "So that one, if it please, it is necessary that you order right away, otherwise you'll never have". Ok next.10h45: Even without pins, Mireille still manages to pull my hair tuft by removing the dress. I find myself once again naked in high heels while Mireille ranks the first dress and fetches the second. I always as cold and I have less hair.

10:49: Second threaded robe, I go along with Mireille (because it is still 44 and I always do the 36) ... the sheath dress definitely made me a big ass.

10:53: The third color is definitely ugly on me.

10:57: Good Mireille, no thank you, this try-it was really horror "is taken now for the appointment of 2 additional dressing gowns? OR NOT.

11am: We leave. I am disgusted, annoyed, disappointed, I feel like crying. Luckily my friends are there to cheer me up.

14h: After a good meal and a well deserved drink, RDV in a small shop in the center of Bordeaux. Warm Welcome to the saleswoman, "Hello, you wanted to try dresses 5 unfortunately I do not have that 4". I was cast a spell or something? Am I the victim of a curse? and inevitably it was my other favorite.

2:15 p.m.: Back in Slovak prostitute mode. First dress puts even need to pin it, it is hair cell in my size.

2:17 p.m.: single output of the cabin (Mireille finally misses me). Reaction of my girlfriends, "well that's ha !!!! "" Very nice "" I can take a picture? "The saleswoman:" Yes of course ". So yes, this dress is pretty but ... "You're right Louloute it suits you but you know, we imagined something more rock'n'roll". They raison.14h25: Trial of the second dress, which is very similar to my second favorite (but they did not have that day). Totally different style from other dresses seen before "holala !!! "" She is TOO BEAUTIFUL "" It suits you TOO GOOD "" It is YOU ". Admiring glances, compliments, the saleswoman offered me a veil and comb my hair. I start to cry, it is unanimously what I need.

Okay so obviously returning there to try again this dress along with my Mom, well ... I have chosen another: my favorite that I had not seen that day. Thereby than the one we had flashed with my girlfriends but with a bustier that falls down on the hips. All simply magnificent

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