Ah the dress. THE DRESS. It’s fair to say that I’ve shared a lot of outfits in my time – over one thousand, actually – but this could quite possibly be my favourite outfit ever. Was it practical? No. Did it drive me mad? Yes. Did I have to get changed during the wedding breakfast because I couldn’t bear it any longer? Yes. Would I wear something different if could do it all again? HELL NO.
I’ve already written a long post on the dress from the fitting stages and if you haven’t read it already then you definitely should as it covers the initial shop trip, the pre-fitting nerves and all the weight loss (or lack of) dramaz, but it’s been hard to go into much detail in previous posts as I haven’t been able to actually share any pics or proper details.
But I can now!
To briefly re-cap the previous posts though, I’d always wanted a traditional Spanish dress and I’d always wanted a mega-veil (literally since being teeny tiny) and I think this made my decision making process a lot easier. I wasn’t diving into the world of wedding dresses with no idea of what I wanted, it was always going to be a traditional gown. There were very few dresses that I liked in the magazines and the ones I did like all tended to be variations of roughly the same thing.
I had always imagined I’d wear a long sleeve dress, but then when K-Midd wore hers I went off the idea (sorry babe) and I realised a veil could cover my arms pretty well anyway if I got the right style. I loved Kate’s dress, but I really didn’t want to look like I’d copied her. Bitch stole my look, basically.
I found my dress on my first shop visit (Pronovias – Bond Street) and I could have bought the dress there and then if it wasn’t for the fact that I wanted my mum and best friend to see it too. On the second visit to the store I placed my order (a lot more about all the shopping/fitting side of things here) and that meant I was allowed to take some snaps in store…
I love that they have fake flowers ready and waiting.
Nice blinking Minky – thought you’d be more annoyed if I cropped you out though?!
The dress is called ‘Laudin’ and as you can see from the crinkly sample dress above, it’s got a pretty bonkers train. It’s cathedral length and it’s not til you see it in a corridor (or indeed, church aisle) that you realise just how long that train is…
Yes, it was a bit ‘much’, but once I’d tried it on anything smaller seemed like a shame in comparison.
These pro pics show off the dress better, as when it came to W-Day itself we didn’t exactly have time for such styled ‘LOOK AT THE DRESS’ pics. I’m still tempted to have a studio shoot just to get some better pics of the dress, but a) that’s a bit dickish and b) the dress is now completely ruined, so it’s unlikely I’ll do that.
I think I looked at these pictures approximately twelve trillion times in between that fateful day in April and the rainy Thursday night six months later when I was wrestling it home…
Katie and Heather were basically in a mild state of panic from April to October because of my diva-ish dress choice. I had six bridesmaids and I needed six bridesmaids for this dress choice to ‘work’. And work it was.
My day was definitely affected a lot by choosing a dress with a train like this, let alone pairing it with a cathedral length mega-veil. In the rain. I don’t regret choosing this style because it’s what I wanted and “if you can’t have what you want on your wedding day then when can you?” and all that razmataz, but it was hard work and I don’t think Katie could really relax at all until I’d taken it off. Katie was amazing.
If you’re considering a cathedral length train/veil then definitely think it through before you commit, because depending on the venue, weather and your patience levels, it could be a headache you really don’t need on an already stressful day. You have to be able to make a joke out of it and you need to have VERY supportive bridesmaids. When it catches on a pew half way down the aisle and you nearly smash your face open, you need to be able to see the funny side. (Speaking from experience).
Below are some of my official pics from the day by our photographer Mark Seymour. Obvs the best ones have my husband in and are therefore on the BANNED LIST but I am working on him and they may get added here eventually…
I look terrified here. Terrified about the dress? I can’t remember, but Katie has her Little Red face on.
A round of applause for my bum. We got it in!
I really think the dress matched the church well, but you can wait til my post on all things ceremony for the lovely church pics. Gotta string this bad boy out somehow, eh? 🙂
My dress weighed 10.5lbs, got completely filthy before I even left the hotel and was nigh on impossible to sit down in for any length of time. I felt like I had to stand in a corner and let people ‘come to me’ if they wanted to say hello (not ideal) and I couldn’t eat my dinner, although to be fair I was so wired that I wasn’t really hungry anyway.
I had a second dress on standby (blogged about here!) as I knew I wouldn’t be able to dance all night in this one, but I always intended to keep it on until the cake cutting and first dance. I gave up though and escaping the wedding breakfast to take it off in a slightly manic fury with Katie and Heather was genuinely one of the highlights of the wedding. We were in tears of laughter as I begged them to get it off as if it were a rabid dog attacking me.
But like I said at the beginning of this post, I LOVED this dress and I wouldn’t dream of wearing another if I had my time again.
It was hard work for everyone – even the chauffeur – but I think it was worth it.
You can find the rest of my wedding posts here.
Pics: Mark Seymour
Venue: The Aviator, Hampshire
Dress & Veil: Pronovias
Jewellery: Tiffany & Co.
Make-Up: Emma White Turle