My mom came to visit us in Chicago this weekend. We went to a wedding dress shop and I tried on an endless array of dresses.
I feel the need to get opinions and I wish my sister could have been with us. So yesterday I did something I shouldn't have done. I made Eric look at all the pictures we took. I told him to just tell me if he liked a dress or if he didn't like a dress. I was supposed to keep my mouth shut and not let on to which dresses were my favorites. First dress - a resounding "no". His favorite dress was a plain and strapless number.
This may be one of the reasons why you're not supposed to show the groom your dress. I know he'll think I'm beautiful in whatever dress I wear. But how cool is this dress? How could he hate it?
Back to the drawing board I suppose.