My First Wedding “Nightmare”
Happy Wednesday everyone! Wanna hear about what happened to me the other night?? Sure you do 🙂
I had my first wedding “nightmare” or “bad dream” on Tuesday night. I find it slightly ironic that as soon as I move back home and know that wedding planning will start to resume I have a dream like this haha. Anyway, it wasn’t exactly a nightmare…but I’m sure that to any bride on the day of the wedding it would be!
So, in my dream it was the actual day of the wedding. I was getting ready in some fancy schmancy hotel room. Like it had to be one of the nicest hotel rooms I’ve ever seen…I should’ve known I was dreaming! And I digress. I was getting ready for the wedding and somehow decided to hang out with Chris even though he shouldn’t be seeing me before the ceremony. I had my dress on at this point and was really upset that he wasn’t saying something about how I looked in it haha. I’m pretty sure we were watching tv too. Random, I know.
Then he left the hotel room to go get ready himself. That was when I looked in the mirror and realized that my dress had not been altered to fit me the way it should. Now, I guess this isn’t a huge deal, but you want your dress to be perfect and to fit perfect- at least that’s how I feel (and I’m sure most brides feel the same!). So naturally, I started freaking out. My dress didn’t look right and I felt like I was swimming in it.
In my dream I was freaking out and could only think about how bad my dress was going to look walking down the aisle and in my pictures. My mom and I finally decided to go to the alterations department in the hotel…because you know, that’s a normal thing for a hotel to have ;). I walked into alterations with my dress on and tears streaming down my eyes and basically begged the lady to fix it for my ceremony that was a couple hours away.
She told me to take the dress off so she could look at it…and of course I was magically clothed in something else…and after what felt like an hour of waiting she shook her head and said she couldn’t do it. I think I started balling at this point in my dream. My mom just kept telling me it would be fine and that no one would notice that my dress didn’t really fit me.
Um yea, that idea didn’t sit with me. So we went back up to the hotel room and I told my mom that maybe she could help by fitting it together with safety pins. I’m pretty sure my actual dress would rip apart if safety pins were used on it haha. Anyway, when she told me she didn’t think that would work, I didn’t believe her. I actually started cutting up the inside of my dress so that it could be pulled tight and pinned together. Who the eff cuts of up their wedding dress hours before the ceremony?? Apparently the crazy dream version of me does haha. And that was when I woke up….basically in a panic because I had just cut up my wedding dress that didn’t fit me!
I cannot describe to you how relieved I was when I realized that it was only a dream, and that my dress hasn’t even come in yet, and that I have over a year to get it altered to fit just right :).
Please tell me that a) It’s normal to have bad/strange dreams about the wedding and b) That they aren’t going to continue or become a frequent thing. I don’t know if I can handle lots of dreams like that!
And now you are welcome to laugh at me all you want :). I hope you have a great Wednesday!