It happens all the time in movies. Or at least trashy romance novels. Girl swears she will never have anything to do with Guy. Girl meets Guy, argues with Guy...but then realizes she has fallen in love. Eventually she admits it, and everyone lives happily ever after.
I fell in love with a strapless A-line ballgown. It didn't want to, I swear. It just happened. But you have to admit when you're wrong.
I was wrong. Not in that strapless wedding dresses are overdone--they still are. But I was wrong to care about that. The only thing that matters (other than your budget) is how you feel in that dress. And if it's the most bridal wedding dress that has ever existed, like mine, so be it. I will no longer condemn brides for their choices in wedding attire, though I will still praise those who take the road less traveled (just WAIT until you see Andrea's dress).
I still think that brides should be open-minded about different kinds of straps and silhouettes. It doesn't have to be strapless to be special. It just has to be yours.
My dress is made of white taffeta and is A-line in shape. The bodice is corset-style, with pleats across the bust and a straight neckline. The skirt has a basque waistline, with box pleats in the back that I am WILD about. Because Derek reads this from time to time, I won't post the pictures of me in the dress up here, but they are available upon request.
I do think I'm going to add spaghetti straps to my dress, and take out the tulle underneath the skirt to make it less full, however, my sentiment about the strapless A-line dresses remains the same.
