On my continuing search for dresses I decided I should google wedding dresses in Minnesota, and clearly, I should probably visit each of those stores. And so, I did. This is a plan which I do not reccomend. It is important to see what is out there, but after you have visited one store in each price range, really, you have seen most of what is out there. After my experience with the previous, crowded and frantic abyss, I decided to go to a quiter store located in downtown Minneapolis. I suppose my mom's first commennt regarding the store should have been a clue to me, "Wow Kara, I think this may be where Auntie and I got our dress"...in 1978! But no, that was not enough, I still had to look for myself.
They had some nice dresses, though not quite what I had in mind. That is until she brought me one final dress. Fitted through the body, large ruffle hanging off the side, cascading down the dress, bead work, flowing out the train, and crinoline as far as the eye could see. This dress, in my opinion was a monstrosity. It was the sum of all my dislikes, but, in the interest of humoring the sales woman, I tried it on. She felt that if I reached out of my comfort zone (and apparently into the zone of giant rhinestones), that I would be surprised to find that I liked it.
I stepped into the dress, she clamped it onto me as the sample size was about 8 sizes too large. And so it began. I felt a bit itchy. And then a bit more. And as the saleswoman was mid monologue, describing how the beading complimented my skin tone, I realized - HIVES. This dress was making me break out in hives. All over my body. Attempting to spare her feelings I proceeded to scratch like I have never scratched before and finally started tearing the dress off of myself. I was allergic to this dress. AND STILL....as I got the thing off, she retorted, well, obviously if we ordered it in your size, you would not get hives...
And I will leave you with that as a final thought. Clearly, if we ordered it my size, I would not be allergic. Makes perfect sense.