Last Saturday I woke up and decided I was going to buy my wedding dress. One thing down, a million to go, right? I got Aidan around and headed to the David's Bridal in Fort Collins with the promise of McDonald's for being good at the dress store.
I had narrowed my choice down and was prepared to try on the dresses in my size (although European sizing sucks) and make my decision. I made Aidan take more photos and settled on one dress. I really couldn't convince myself I needed two dresses as I had previously thought I could. I tried on each dress with the accessories I wanted, let Aidan take pictures, and put the dress on layaway (I didn't want to bring it home for Jim to see).
After lunch and a little more shopping I got home and unpacked my purse. Interested in Aidan's photography skills I looked at the photos that he took of me in the dresses. One glance and them and I looked to Jim and said, "I picked the wrong one." I was so mad at myself that I started crying - of which Jim still doesn't understand. How on earth could I pick the wrong dress? Seeing the photos I realized that the first one I tried on that day was the one and it was cheaper. I had made a terrible mistake. Luckily, I though that I had placed the dress on layaway. Whew. I called the store and asked if they could swap it out over the phone. She had to get her manager. I was told, even though I was in there 2 hours earlier, I still had to pay the 10% restocking fee - a little over $50. That just pissed me off. Although I wanted to let the lady have it Jim calmed me down (how is it that he is the calming force) and told me it was only $50 and I would have the dress I was meant to have and to just fork it over and move on.
Sunday
Resolved that I knew which dress I really wanted I marched into David's Bridal on Sunday afternoon, Aidan in tow (again). I asked for my sales lady. As they got her the manager began to hear my story. She tried to rope me into waiting until after I paid the dress off to change it but having read the fine print I knew that I could only exchange it for a dress that was of equal or lesser value and the veil was discontinued so I wouldn't be able to exchange it all. There were two problems with this:
- The dress I wanted was cheaper
- The veil was now going to be in the wrong color
She wasn't going to trap me in that snare. She continued that all sales were final. Did she think I was an idiot. I hadn't purchased it yet - it was on layaway and I was cancelling it so I didn't fall into the first trap they layed- why would I fall into this one? By the end of the back and forth she was so frustrated that she couldn't figure out how to charge me the restocking fee! Ha! One battle down. Next, the decision (again).
My sales rep is awesome and brought out all of the accessories, dresses, etc. that I had the day before and got me all dressed up again in the dress I hadn't chosen. When I walked out she looked at me and said, "You're right this is the one." I knew it was the one when I looked at Aidan and asked him. The little stinker smiled and smacked his hand on his forehead! Yep, he loved it.
So, there it is, one item on the wedding list down. Granted it was with a little more drama than originally planned. Now, onto the next thing!
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