My little sister, Allysann, was married last Fall, October 16th. It has taken her eight months to get around to her wedding photos (that’s right Little Peach, I’m publicly chastising you over the internet) and I have been so impatiently waiting to post about it because, no, it was not MY wedding, but I put my heart and soul into it. I, along with my sisters Sharon and Charlotte, styled the wedding, and I also had the happy privilege of styling the bride.
Allysann and I went wedding dress shopping several times before we finally decided she should buy a dress online and have it altered for a little more coverage. I thought a feathered bodice looked so romantic and glamorous and definitely different. The most important thing to Ally was to stand out from every other bride. It all sounded dreamy until we took the dress to a professional tailor in Salt Lake. I sketched up what we wanted, stood next to the woman as she took measurements, explained to her several times what we wanted, and left trusting that when I saw the dress again it would be perfect. A week later when Ally and I went to pick it up… it was a disaster. Allysann tried it on and the second she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror she fell apart. I held her in the dressing room while she sobbed but couldn’t help giggling to myself. The proportions were hilarious! They lengthened the shoulders to a completely unnatural extent making the chest drop all the way down to her belly button. Seriously you guys, they made her look like Yzma from Emperor’s New Groove. She of course was angry at me for laughing but it’s only because I was appalled at the horrible job they had done after all the lengths I went to to ensure it would be everything we wanted. I also knew it was 100% fixable. I thought “Oh for heaven’s sake! Give me the seam ripper! If you want something done you gotta do it yourself!” The reason we took it to a tailor in the first place was because I didn’t trust myself. I had never worked on a bridal gown before and the thought of building it up, adding more feathers, and making it look professional scared me too much. Not to mention the back which seemed tricky to me because it was extremely low with a zipper. If you’re a seamstress then you understand that conundrum. But once I saw what a couple of “professionals” had done I realized I was capable of so much more than I was giving myself credit for. After all, don’t I have a bachelors in design? Didn’t I go through sewing boot camp with the scariest Chinese instructor known to man, woman, and child? Don’t I know a thing or two about patternmaking and construction? Haven’t I made plenty of dresses in my time? Onward Kaitlin! Chaaaaaaaaarge!!
Oh, last thought before we proceed, I also added that beaded crystal belt because the dress came with the most ridiculous, hideous crochet belt with a giant crochet rose. If you’re imagining it cute, stop. It wasn’t.
Okay, let’s go…
This next segment is the setting up for their reception.
Allysann and Bryan insisted on a dance at their reception. With Ally and Bryan, they don’t even have to try. It’s always a good time. The following is evidence that alcohol is not necessary at weddings.
And that’s a wrap. Thanks for seeing it through to the end!