Monthly Archives: December 2012

Dress wars

I am the first to shout from the rooftops “BUY LOCAL, SUPPORT LOCAL” but I have to admit that when we are talking about $1,850 difference, I will shop ANYWHERE.

Buying a wedding dress online can fill your heart with anticipation,  fear and dread. All of the thoughts running through my head of my parcel not coming, if it did come, would it be green or purple and would I then be able to get a hold of the person who has my money.

As it turns out, I could have saved myself all of that anguish and stress was literally for nothing.

Not only did they tailor make my dress for yes $1,850 LESS than what it was going to cost for the floor stock version at a bridal shop but it was tailored to my body shape and fits perfectly AND it was delivered to me within 4 weeks. All this when bridal shops say alterations take minimum 6 weeks.

Look, if I had the money, I would have gone to “Sir” Paolo Sebastian and asked him to “make me beautiful” but I don’t and I honestly can’t justify spending that sort of money on a dress when we could and will happily spend that money on the reception.

When the dress arrived by post, I dashed over to my bridesmaids house and tried it on. It fit perfectly and though I still think I look fat in it. Everyone else seems to love it.

I loved the fit so much, I jumped on the computer the very next day and bought myself another dress for the reception. LOVE LOVE LOVE shopping online.

Disclaimer: I am not telling people to choose online shopping over in store purchasing, I am explaining my experience with online shopping – nothing more.


Ditching your past

The rational side of me understands that your past helps shape the person you become in the future but what you don’t realise is that your past impacts on your future relationships.

Well my past is certainly impacting on my current relationship as I am continually waiting for the big crash, the moment where my wonderful life turns to crap and my world falls apart.

My fiancé deals with my irrational thoughts with grace and understanding but I wonder why I just can’t seem to get it through my head that I have been lucky enough to meet a man who understands and loves me.

Don’t mistake these feelings for cold feet as they are far from that, I know that I am with the man of my dreams, I know this as I have been with some jerks and my fiancé is the nicest, kindest smartest man I know. So why can’t I just accept that I am allowed to just be happy?

I am sure I am not the only one who has ever worried that their bubble might burst so any tips would be appreciated