Jess is taking over writing this post because #obviously.
Before July 9th, I knew absolutely nothing about wedding dresses, let alone about shopping for them. I've still never seen "Say Yes to the Dress," so in my mind, the bride-to-be walks into a dress shop, finds the section with her size, and tries on whatever they have. If she likes one, she takes it home with her. I thought I'd want a mermaid-style "in-then-out" dress, thought icy white would be the best with red hair, and thought "bustle" was only a word that follows "hustle and."
So wrong on all the levels. So, so wrong.
Patricia, luckily, had seen "Say Yes to the Dress" and knew what to expect for our crazy weekend of dress shopping all over the Bay. She knew to prepare me for openness when it came to the shape and style I was looking for (because just like everyone told me, what I ended up with was the complete opposite of what I set out looking for), and she warned me about being industrial-clipped into dresses so big I could drown in lace and tulle and beaded bodices.