I did something a little mad today. At least some people might call it mad. Personally I think they’re the mad ones (the people who’d probably think I’m mad). It’s really just a matter of opinion, and not that mad at all if you ask me. You’re probably wondering what it is I did that’s so mad, or not mad as the case may be.
Right, well this afternoon I was walking up the street with a friend when we decided to call into a little vintage shop that’s only opened on Saturdays. It was my first time in it since it’s only newish and I instantly fell in love; the woman who owns it travels all over Europe and beyond gathering up hats, clothes, jewellery and all other sorts of other wonderful things then brings them back for sale in the shop. Just like one of those places you find in the hip and cool districts of big cities, not on our wee town’s main street! Anyway, it also sells wedding dresses and twenty minutes after going in for a ‘quick nosy’ I had bought one.
Yup, totally broke and with no plans for even setting a date for the big day, I walked in and bought the first wedding dress I tried on - ever! If anyone cares, it’s a little French vintage tea-length number with pretty sleeves. It’s made entirely of cream lace except for a lovely little satin ribbon at the waist. I love it. Think something like this only shorter and with more lace:
Right, well this afternoon I was walking up the street with a friend when we decided to call into a little vintage shop that’s only opened on Saturdays. It was my first time in it since it’s only newish and I instantly fell in love; the woman who owns it travels all over Europe and beyond gathering up hats, clothes, jewellery and all other sorts of other wonderful things then brings them back for sale in the shop. Just like one of those places you find in the hip and cool districts of big cities, not on our wee town’s main street! Anyway, it also sells wedding dresses and twenty minutes after going in for a ‘quick nosy’ I had bought one.
Yup, totally broke and with no plans for even setting a date for the big day, I walked in and bought the first wedding dress I tried on - ever! If anyone cares, it’s a little French vintage tea-length number with pretty sleeves. It’s made entirely of cream lace except for a lovely little satin ribbon at the waist. I love it. Think something like this only shorter and with more lace:
That’s a photo I’d saved on my computer from when I first got engaged, back when it looked like the wedding was going to happen sometime this century. Unfortunately I can’t find the link for where I found it right now, but I can remember it was a posh London shop that specializes in vintage bridal wear. I can also remember the price - around £3000 if I recall correctly. Mine cost 80 euro. Go me!
Anyhow, it’s not the fact that I’ve bought my dress even though I may still be yet unmarried and living in sin by the time I’m collecting my pension that’s a bit mad. My (eek!) dress probably hasn’t been worn for manys a decade, so I’m sure it’ll keep for another few years. The mad part is how quickly I went from seeing it to owning it. Is this not supposed to be some sort of important decision or whatever? Maybe I should’ve thought about it if for more than a few minutes, but I doubt that would have made me like the dress any less. And now I don’t have to worry about having to get one whenever we do get round to organising stuff. It’s one less expense and thing to stress about in the future, which is really quite wise if you think about it!
On another note, it turns out Himself doesn’t have much faith in me. When I told him of my impulse purchase he was a little too under-whelmed for my liking and when I impressed on him how much I loved the dress he told me that, in fact, was the problem. I dress like a granny apparently. My fashion sense has been likened to Dot Cotton in the past, but I’ve always taken that as a compliment! He, on the other hand, is a tad sceptical about what I might possibly have chosen, and thinks vintage simply means old and ditsy. I should go out and find the frilliest, most obnoxious one I can and leave it lying about for him to ‘accidentally’ discover. That’d get him worried alright. Good enough for him!
Well folks, just thought I’d share my news with you. I’m really a big girly at heart and I’ve been on cloud nine all afternoon :) Hope you’re all having a lovely weekend!
Anyhow, it’s not the fact that I’ve bought my dress even though I may still be yet unmarried and living in sin by the time I’m collecting my pension that’s a bit mad. My (eek!) dress probably hasn’t been worn for manys a decade, so I’m sure it’ll keep for another few years. The mad part is how quickly I went from seeing it to owning it. Is this not supposed to be some sort of important decision or whatever? Maybe I should’ve thought about it if for more than a few minutes, but I doubt that would have made me like the dress any less. And now I don’t have to worry about having to get one whenever we do get round to organising stuff. It’s one less expense and thing to stress about in the future, which is really quite wise if you think about it!
On another note, it turns out Himself doesn’t have much faith in me. When I told him of my impulse purchase he was a little too under-whelmed for my liking and when I impressed on him how much I loved the dress he told me that, in fact, was the problem. I dress like a granny apparently. My fashion sense has been likened to Dot Cotton in the past, but I’ve always taken that as a compliment! He, on the other hand, is a tad sceptical about what I might possibly have chosen, and thinks vintage simply means old and ditsy. I should go out and find the frilliest, most obnoxious one I can and leave it lying about for him to ‘accidentally’ discover. That’d get him worried alright. Good enough for him!
Well folks, just thought I’d share my news with you. I’m really a big girly at heart and I’ve been on cloud nine all afternoon :) Hope you’re all having a lovely weekend!
15 comments:
oh i don't think, you're mad. In my oppinion you did the right thing. sometimes you see something you really want to have - and when you don't by it, you have to think of it the whole time till you buy it in the end. so it's better you bought it the first time. otherwise you would have been disappointed when you did not.
I would love to see the dress and the shop where you bought it. it sounds interesting and worth to be visited!
Definitely not mad, I'd have done the same! Sometimes when you find the right thing, you just need to go with it. I think if you find a frilly, gods awful number to leave out for him to 'accidentally' find that would teach him a lesson! ;)
I LOVE that you acted on impulse! You saw it, you loved it, you bought it! How cool is that?! Wonderful post! If it's close to the photo it must be gorgeous.
'hugs from afar'
Congrats on the dress! It sounds so beautiful and I love the spontaneity of it. I have noticed from the weddings of family and friends that the bride almost always tends to end up getting the first dress she loved even after weeks/months of further search. You knew yours when you saw it and I think that's quite wonderful!
No worries if it waits a while before it's official debut. This just means that you have lots of times to try it on when you are alone and prance around the house for fun...
There is nothing mad about finding exactly what you want and going for it. I might think you were more mad if you had found it, loved it and not bought it, especially at a good price. You will have to post photos of the real thing though, would love to see it.
No, not mad at all. When it is right, it is right. I think you are very wise. I hope your day comes soon and that it brings you many happy years and memories.
Kat
Sometimes our best decisions are intuitive ones (often, in fact). I'm sure the dress is absolutely lovely and will be just the right thing to wear when the day comes. I think a lot of issues around weddings are made to seem mysterious and magical, when in fact they just involve ordinary decision making. And about your fiance..what do men know about fashion anyway? He'll love it when you're in it :)
Is it mad to be romantic, whimsical and totally, unabashedly yourself? Perhaps, but it's a madness we should all strive for.
I just love it when a vintage item speaks to me! And you most definitely did the right thing by purchasing the dress. You would've kicked yourself if you hadn't. I just know it is gorgeous! Pics?
And as for your Guy, well....Men! What do they know?!
OH Roisin! I love that you've gone vintage, it sounds wonderful and so what if it hasn't been worn for decades. you go for it missy!!
No mad at all :) !!! You are sooo romantic Roisin! I'm sure that, when you'll be wearing this white dress you will be shine like a faery! :)
Thanks so much for all the support folks, though I thought you bunch might approve :) The type of people I was referring to at the start of the post are just a few girls I know who went way over the top when it came to dress hunting; they're the same girls who have already turned their noses up at my engagement ring because it doesn't have a big giant diamond in it. Who cares about those sorts anyway, eh? Oh, and I will bring you pics just as soon as I'm able. It was such an impulse buy that I only had half the money on me at the time and I can't go into to collect it and pay the rest until it opens again at the weekend. So I'll post them then! Well, thanks again for all your wonderful comments ladies. They really are much appreciated!
well, I think that is just wonderful! I bet that's the perfect dress for you, and you'll never find one just like it again, and you'd just really regret it if you didn't purchase it. Besides, wedding dresses are perfect for fairytale-like photo shoots ;)
You know what? You bought what you loved. That being said, you will always love it. I think it's wonderful that you did that. You had your heart on your sleeve, you did!! Love to see it - hint, hint...
Kathy
I am mad for it, if it looks even a bit like that pic! Joy to the dress, for even without a ceremony, yet, friend, it is a purchase of love, love of beauty of how you would look in it, of jubilation at being alive to consider it! This is a post for the heart and I loved it! Thanks, Amy
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