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September 12, 1953. I have it on unsubstantiated historical rumor that Jackie Bouvier hated her wedding dress; her mother made her wear it. Poor thing, she probably didn’t want to shop either. (source: Life)

I have a terrible confession to make: I don’t want to look for a dress. I feel conflicted about this because, as far as I know (or as far as mass media tells me), girls are supposed to enjoy this shopping thing.

I am a girl, and whenever I go shopping — this includes any kind of shopping, even grocery — I am inexplicably filled with rage. There are so many things to look at, there are too many options to consider, there is gratingly annoying music, there are appallingly undisciplined children, there are ludicrously styled clothes (SORRY, clothing industry, but I just don’t know what to do with all these tops that are too long to be shirts and too short to be dresses, and I’m NOT EVEN going to go there with the whole “let’s bring back tapered jeans!” issue).

I’ll let you in on a little secret: when I am faced with the prospect of going to a store, I sometimes first steel myself with a drink. Needless to say, this has caused some unfortunate purchasing decisions in the past (WHY YES I do need 15 autumn-scented Yankee® candles, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING). I cannot even begin to imagine what kind of havoc this would wreak on a trip to, say, David’s Bridal.

Which is exactly the reason why I try to shop online whenever possible. I know I should do this, with the wedding dress. I know I should start online, have a browse through the pages, save pictures that I like.* Because I have a vague idea about what I don’t want (frills, lace, train, bows, mass, bulk, tulle) and no clue about what I do. But where do I start? Where do I go? The internet is so large. It’s like the largest mall ever, except you can’t stop for a Cinnabon. And I am so afraid. Not, uh, because of the Cinnabon,** but because of the size. Of the internet. And also of wedding dresses. But we already covered that. Ahem.

Anybody? Do you have the faintest idea about how to go about finding a non-traditional dress? If you already found one, where did you get it? And just how painful was the process?

ACK ACK ACK.

 

* Maybe I can organize them in a binder! HA HA HA HA HA sob

** Although your doctor may be afraid on your behalf.