My Wedding :: The Path To My Dress(es)

I’ve decided to start a series about my own wedding. Kevin + Alysia for eva. ha. I promise there will be no sappy interludes or circumlocutory commentary (well, at least I will try).  Since I failed to do a recap (as previously planned in my head) for our wedding anniversary (December 30th), I will feature small excerpts over the next few months about our journey to the aisle.

Dress Requirements: A-line, lace with straps, under $2500.

The dress that stole my heart was the price of a new KIA. Did I want a veil? Make that two KIAs. I was obviously looking in the wrong bridal boutique. Or possibly the wrong dress.

Heavy and sumptuous, the lace with minimal pickups draped the body. Being designed by Monique Lhuillier, I was paying for the name as well. Thank you Divine Design for not allowing me to take pictures. If I was allowed to take pictures of myself in the dress, I would have stared longingly it each night like a tween in the love with Edward (or Jacob). I would admiring the incredible handiwork, then would have cried myself to sleep.

A few more shops and a few more dresses…

A frothy concoction by Lazaro made a big statement. It was lust a first sight. But the more I was in the dress, the more the style felt “too of the moment”.

A silk sensation with a dropped waist and asymmetrical bodice was not all  flattering.

My mom’s never-been-worn wedding dress was also available. My mom’s dress was made in Korean and then shipped to the US. It did not arrive in time. Leaving my mom the traditional Korean hanbok as her only option. She originally planned on wearing the white dress during the ceremony and hanbok during the reception.

My desire to find the dress drove me to every bridal shop in the Portland area. Once I conquered Portland, I flew to New York City. I went to three salons: The Bridal Garden, Wedding Atelier and Kleinfeld Bridal. Dreams come true at Kleinfeld. Right?

To be continued…

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