I said yes to a dress

Yesterday was the long awaited bridal store appointment. My entourage (bridesmaids, mother, mother-in-law) came together, and went to a shop called Wedding Angels in Roswell. After trying on 5 or 6 different dresses and weighing veil options, I chose a perfect dress for me. And oddly enough, I had that moment where I knew that the dress I had on was “the” dress, but without the crying thing you always see on Say Yes to the Dress.

As my fiance reads this blog, I can’t give out photos or details, but we’ve been telling him that it’s orange and purple; we just couldn’t resist those Clemson colors. Depending on the time, there’s feathers too.

My dress will be ready in June, just enough time for alterations for my short self. But I have still have so much to do, that’s just one decision knocked out.


About Claire

I'm a recent college grad who is working as a graphic designer. My life consists of work, knitting, wedding planning and my adorable kitty, Penny.
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3 Responses to I said yes to a dress

  1. Congrats! I can’t wait to see it :o). I mean orange and purple are PERFECT wedding dress colors

  2. Leah Corley says:

    Haha what you haven’t told him yet is that the wedding is actually gonna be in Death Valley (Clemson football stadium) and that Scott gets to wear the tiger mascot outfit. 1-2-3-4! C-L-E-M-S-O-N! T-I-G-E-Rrrrrr-S! Fight fight fight fight fight!

  3. Alexia Sandow says:

    That is the first time I have seen me referred to mother-in-law in print. I am so excited to be gaining Claire as a daughter.

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