On February 17, 2012, my boyfriend got down on one knee and asked me to spend the rest of my life as his wife. Once I was able to catch my breath and realize I wasn’t dreaming and he wasn’t kidding, I enthusiastically said yes. Just days later, and I literally mean days, I was bombarded with questions from friends and family asking if I had picked colors, the bridesmaid dresses, my dress, and the venue. I immediately felt overwhelmed because apparently the majority of women in America start planning their weddings when they’re 10 years old and pick it up again when they meet the man they want to marry. I wasn’t that little girl, I was more concerned about playing sports in the streets with the boys, and not marrying them. There did come a point in the dating process that I knew I wanted to marry Kyle, but I still didn’t start planning our wedding. Needless to say, when we finally did get engaged I was starting with a clean palette. Sure I had seen pictures of dresses I thought were pretty (mostly because I had a friend who sent me wedding dress pictures for years, because she was that girl that started planning her wedding when she was 10), but I had no idea what I really wanted. When I finally stepped foot into a wedding dress boutique with my mother, I told her I wanted a ballgown. In my mind, brides wore beautiful poofy white dresses. I wish I had taken a picture of my mothers face when I said I wanted a ballgown. I don’t have a picture, but let me tell you what she said, “A ballgown? You have hips, you’re a woman, why hide it?” I have had hips since I was 12, and I haven’t always been comfortable in them. A fitted wedding gown to me meant I was going to look like a sex kitten, to my mom I was simply going to look like a woman. I tried on a ballgown I loved, my mom not so much. I tried on a trumpet gown, and realized my mom might be on to something. I didn’t try on many dresses before I was introduced to Ciprianna…the perfect compromise between the mermaid gown and a ballgown. I instantly fell in love, I didn’t want to take the dress off!
There was a design aspect I SWORE I did not want, and that was bling and detail…as you can see I strayed away from that! However, the detail was so beautifully placed that I never felt like it was too much.
Thanks to my moms vision (that’s her back there trying to zip me in), I walked away with the perfect dress for me. All brides should embrace their curves and run with it; there is a dress for everyone! This dress was made for women with hips!
Oh, did I mention I also have a behind to go with those hips (smile). The guests at the wedding all said the dress looked like it was made for me, thanks David Tutera and Martin Thornburg (who I actually had the pleasure of meeting when I officially picked my dress!).
I may not have known what I wanted when I started the dress process, but Ciprianna found me and we had an absolutely perfect wedding day together.
Photos Courtesy of VicLeDan Photography