...and didn't die! I was pretty sure I was going to have a meltdown at some point but I didn't.
I have a friend who is a professional seamstress making my dress, so I didn't have to find *the* dress - I was on a mission to try on a bunch of styles so we could start designing mine based on what looks good. I expected to have a meltdown for the following reasons:
- I hate clothes shopping of all kinds every single time and always get close to a meltdown. I get frustrated by inconsistent sizing, which amplifies my yoyo-ing body situation.
- I thought everyone would all WAHAHYHYHAOOOO YOU'RE ENGAGED OMG LEMME LOOK AT YOUR RING WHERE'S YOUR MOMM?? WHAHHHHH1!!!!". This has been annoying me for a solid year now.
- The worst thing that happened was people asking me what my "colors" are which has been the most annoying question I've gotten - and I've gotten it more than any other question! I don't have any colors! My bridesmaids are wearing a black dress of their choice but I really don't have that figured out - it's so low on my list of priorities!
- I just thought I would not feel pretty in anything.
I felt good, my helper lady knew how to some shapewear, and I have a great idea of where we need to go from here. I have been putting this off a long time and feeling shitty and anxious about it and I feel so much better.