They had initially said September which left me a tad uneasy, but looks like everything worked out perfectly.
I'll be going in next Saturday to get fitted and order some alterations.
In terms of the wedding planning, although we only started a few months ago, we have definitely come a long way.
I've been wanting to write up just how exactly things have been progressing in that respect, so here we go.
- Right after the proposal, we already knew where we wanted to get married - that left us with figuring out how we'd make it work.
Step 1: The Coordinator
Q: Why a coordinator?
A: Because I have a 4 year old, and a life. Don't get me wrong, planning the wedding is great fun, but it's also a stressful ordeal, and a lot of responsibility. Personally speaking, I know I could do it and I'd do it really well because I'm organized, I don't beat around the bush about what I want but I'm also a good negotiator and I have great taste, even if I do say so myself. Taking all of that into account, I've also got a 4 year old, I don't have experience in planning the kind of wedding I was picturing and more of, I wanted to enjoy this time, not stress about being able to get in contact, touch base and close loops with all the countless vendors I'll be dealing with.
So, in other words, we couldn't do without a planner, or I suppose we could have, but unanimously opted not to.
While research coordinators, it turns out that the one with the perfect venue in her portfolio was also the perfect candidate - I made arrangements to talk to her on the phone asap, and from that moment on I knew she was exactly the sort of person I was looking for.
How I chose the coordinator:
Going by reviews, as well as coordinators that are 'location-specific'. Then, I looked at their previous work (i.e. the weddings they've coordinated), and narrowed down my list by the quality as well as aesthetically, what I found most fit my criteria.
There was one coordinator that stood out especially. Granted, much of that was not exactly my cup of tea, but I liked the general execution as well as the fact that in every wedding in her portfolio, I saw at least one detail I really like.
Talking on the phone, she was finishing my sentences and understood exactly what I was trying to get across without me having explain twice, she also had all the contacts and experience I did not - so it was decided.
|Dress Shopping - Tasha n' Crew style :)|
Alas, it was not within the budget and I didn't feel right even thinking about asking if I could cross that line.
So, bitterly and very sadly, I left it behind and bid goodbye to the most perfect dress I had ever seen or tried on, as though it were a newly acquired, most fantastic friend - whom I soon had to bid goodbye to, accepting we'll never meet again. With a grain of salt, I accepted it as a fact, because I had left behind more than just a dress.. much of everything and everyone really.
I was so sad then, because it was already February, and the wedding had originally been planned for November - no planning had been made, and I was very skeptical if we were even going to have a wedding. Needless to say, my friends told me to get over my pessimistic mindset, and assured me that they'll laugh at me for even thinking so, and they will do that at my wedding. My fiance was also fantastic - saying that he realized we were behind on the planning, and albeit there was a chance we won't get exactly what we had originally wanted, that it'd be all the more grand than what we expected.
That made me smile, and to get with the program. There was no more time to waste. Coordinator. Venue. Dress. That was the plan from then on, no more moping.
A few weeks later, with little hope, I tore out a picture from a magazine - I had finally seen another dress I loved. I made an appointment, and with my future sister-in-law in tow, I nervously headed to the bridal boutique.
The dress was beautiful - imagine my disappointment, when I put it on, and realized that it was all wrong. Not because of the dress, but because of me. I was the wrong shape, height, skin and hair colour.
I was about to basically give up on life, and break down emotionally, similarly to how my daughter does when I tell her not to play with shoes.. but there was a silver-lining. There was plan B though: my bridal consultant had another dress, one that had been accidentally left behind after a show. Plus one more dress - an elegant classic.
The elegant classic, needs no other words - it's lovely. I liked the way I felt and I knew everyone would love the way it looked, too.
The dress that had been left behind after a show: I put it on, and was blown away by the 'wow' factor. It was nothing like the dress I had originally left behind, but it was everything else. The frightening part was that the 'wow' factor was so dazzling, that to be honest, for the longest time I stood there, and wondered if I was brave enough.
I left the bridal boutique that day.. I could not decide between the two dresses, one - a traditional, less dazzling but absolutely classic and beautiful gown and the other - so beautiful that I wondered if my looks were sufficient enough not to be outdone by the dress.
I'm afraid I can't give away the secret as to how I decided on the dress.. or even which dress I decided on, because that in itself is another story, from a different chapter that's coming up really soon: The 'Tasha (plus Nika, of course!) Tie The Knot' one.
But I'll tell you this much, the next morning I called my consultant and told her the news, by next weekend I had made an appointment and put down half the deposit. In mid all this, I met a fantastic jewelery maker, that will custom make my wedding jewelery. Was that luck? I don't believe in luck! It was 'score!!' moment :)
So.. a dress.. -the- dress I decided on, it's here.. That's what I wanted to say!