Trying on wedding dresses isn’t quite how it’s made out in the films, is it? Champagne isn’t exactly free-flowing in real life. Also, where are the bulldog clips in the movies??
At one of my fittings, they actually stuffed a cushion down my back to measure up properly. Nothing says glamour like a cushion down your back.
I’m not saying I wanted a Kim Kardashian-style take over of a whole boutique. Come on, now. More than anything, it just made me chuckle. It’s just that I wish someone had have pre-warned me just to manage my expectations a little. So here I am…managing expectations.
Another dress I tried on had a big make-up stain right over my boob. FYI, it’s pretty hard to look past blusher on your boob.
Anyway it’s all ‘colourful experience’ and all that jazz. In the end, I found my wonder boutiques where they made me feel pretty darn special with very few, or even no, bulldog clips in sight. Score.
Maybe I’ll take some paper clips with me on the big day, just for good times. I could be the next Liz Hurley. Yikes…
Happy bulldog clip trying-on my fellow females x
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