(image from here)
So you know I'm losing weight. Part of this - or rather, the end aim of this, is that I want to be a certain weight before I start looking for a wedding dress.
Currently, I've got a little way to go, but I'd hope to be at this weight by next spring, which is six months ahead, though it might be later.
So yesterday, I decided to ask in my local bridal shop: how late can you leave it to buy a dress. See, I don't know what I'm doing here, and I figure they might.
I walked in - there was an 'open' sign on the door, after all, and I just had a little question.
At the end of the shop were assistants helping a lady into a giant dress. But there were many assistants - maybe about 8 - and only four of them were doing anything (cooing over the bride to be, mostly).
Four of them were just standing there. And then I walked in, and the bell rang on the door, and they continued to stand there loking at me.
After about 10 seconds of staring at me like I'd dared swear in front of the Pope or performed a dance dressed as a dog turd, one of them came down to me.
"Hi there. I'm getting married next year and I just wondered how long in advance I should be buying a dress. I'd heard six months, but does it really need to be so long?"
Another assistant comes over, clearly incredibly annoyed that I have dared enter the shop.
I repeat the question. Her answer:
"Yes. It has to be six months. If you want your Dream Dress." She definitely capitalised it. And now she clearly considers the matter closed.
"What happens if you have less than six months?"
"Well they you might not get your Dream Dress. You might have to wear one of these, which only come in certain sizes [casting a glance up and down my still-buxom frame] and other people will have worn them."
So anyway. I have yet to try on a wedding dress and one toxic shop has already soured the experience.
I probably won't be buying my dress there.