Too much hype?

Well ladies, in a move that surprised even myself, I ordered my wedding dress!  

I still can’t believe it - when I walked into the bridal store yesterday, I was not planning on making the actual purchase: this was just supposed to be that initial “moment” of trying dresses on for the first time, and having the emotional experience with my mom and my sister.  Throughout this planning process, however, I have realized that the way I plan things rarely come to fruition.

Case in point: the “emotional experience” I was supposed to have when I found the dress.

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As I’ve mentioned previously, I’m a wedding show junkie.  I’ve watched countless brides fall in love with *the dress* and dissolve into tears when they see themselves in it.  I absolutely expected myself to go the same way.  Ask any of my friends and they’ll confirm it: I’m like a human hosepipe - I cry at anything from the Opening Ceremonies of the Olympics, to Folgers Coffee commercials, to Nat King Cole’s smooth, crooning of a love song.  I even well up when the aforementioned brides find the dream dress on tv.  

Looking back, all that hype was bound to lead me to trouble.

After all, it’s not the first time I’ve experienced this - and you can probably relate to the feeling too.  You know how hearing too many rave reviews of a book or movie kind of ruins the experience when you finally read or see it?  For me, it was Wall-E.  I wasn’t able to see it see the film when it first came out.  B was gone for the summer (story of my life), and we’d promised each other we’d wait to see it until we could see it together.   So I waited in anticipation as friend after friend told me how great the film was, that I would love it.  Finally, more than a month after the movie’s release, B was home and we were going to get to see the highly-lauded film.  My verdict?  A fantastic movie, an adorable story, but to be completely honest: it was a bit of a letdown.  I'd built it up so much in my head, it couldn't possibly live up to my imagination!

And so it was with my wedding dress “moment.”  Well, from here on out, I’m determined not to let all the hype ruin any more of my perceptions of our wedding plans.  Even though I didn’t cry when I found the dress, I still knew in my heart of hearts that it was absolutely perfect for me.  It had everything I wanted, and I wasn’t going to let my lack of tears overshadow the perfection of the dress.

Coming up: more dress details.  Stay tuned! 

P.S. MAJOR props to anybody who got the “human hosepipe” reference… :)