Yes to the Dress

Okay, my mother came this weekend and yes i started the metabolism kick start three days before she came...stupid. I think i gained 7 pound from pumpkin pie, pumpkin bread, pumpkin cake and other various assortments of sweets. I am officially starting my 7 days over and going hard core, two workouts a day. Tomorrow i am going grocery shopping! Anyway, let's get to the fun stuff. So the whole point of mom coming was to find a dress. i really wanted mom to be with my when i found my dress so i made 5 appointments starting Friday through Monday. On Friday i had an appointment at a salon a few miles away from home in Torrance at 5pm. My Aunt, Mom and Britt came. We pulled up to the salon in a strip mall and I should have judged this book by it's cover. The dated neon lights were burnt out and the mannequin's were stuck in the 80s and falling over. The shop was locked so we waited about 10 minutes for the lady to show up. Inside was not any better. The little store was crammed with dresses and they were really heavy gowns. Okay well we'll just roll with it i thought. I picked out a few dresses that looked appealing. The woman had a heavy Eastern European accent. After i had picked a few, she just said, "don't worry I find perfect dress for you."  I got into the 'dressing room', which was a corner at the front of the store near the windows that was covered with a curtain. It was so small that the only way I could get into the dresses was with the curtain open, and there were people looking in the shop...what the hell. She didn't let me try on any dresses that I had chosen, she just kept saying, you will look good in this. I was sweating so much on my legs, it felt like i peed myself. It was a horrible little shop. Finally I was like, i am done thank you. She is like, "I know you will be back, you find nothing better than this." i was like, yeah thanks.

We immediately went over to David's Bridal. What a different feel. Clean, open, comfortable. I hadn't made an appointment. i was going to use it as my back-up option, but we were in the area and they could take us. It was pretty dead for a Friday night. I found a pretty dress that i loved on the sale rack, but it was a size 4, damn. Then I saw it in size 16 and i was so excited so I grabbed it off of the rack. I tried that dress on first. When i came out Brittany started crying. It was more than i thought i wanted, really ruffly and lacy and romantic, but I really loved it. I thought I wanted something light and airy and beachy. We were there for 3 hours and i tried on 6 other dresses after that and i just wasn't thrilled with any of them. At the end I asked if I could try on the first dress again. I came out and everyone was like, Quinn this is your dress. They put a veil on me and i loved it. It fit me perfect and the length was perfect too! It was meant to be. They asked me if this was my dress and I was like, I don't know. It is such a hard decision. Our attendant, Linda, brought out a bell and said that when you find your dress you have to make a wish and ring the bell. I didn't know what to do and then I just thought, what the hell, I love this dress. I closed my eyes and rang the bell. Then i started to cry. I think it is just overwhelming, like shit I just picked my wedding dress and shit I have to pay almost a thousand dollars for a dress. I'm so happy my mom could be there, it was really special. The more I look at pictures, the more I love the dress. It is the perfect choice. I love the romance of all of the lace and ruffles. I think it will look even better when I loose about 20 pounds. i want to look goooood!

Back on the wagon for seriousnessiess