....for I have sinned. It's been nearly two months since my last blog. Unacceptable!
I have however been a busy bee, and the big news to report is that I've chosen and bought THE dress. All done and dusted in little under 45 minutes. On a blisteringly hot day in July I took a train from sleepy Crowborough into the hustle and bustle of central London. I'd arranged to meet my mum and my youngest sister outside Top Shop at 1115 and I was glad to see that they had got there before me. There is always the temptation to nip into the store and purchase something I don't really need
From Oxford Street we took a slow amble to Carnaby Street for a drink as we were all flagging in the heat. Mum proceeded to spill a whole pot of tea down her so she was mortified she'd have a big stain on her trousers when we went dress shopping. This was not an unexpected event as something always happens like this in our family! Once we'd been fed and watered we headed off to Kingly Court for my appointment at Fur Coat No Knickers. A lot of people had recommended this boutique and after perusing their website http://www.furcoatnoknickers.co.uk/ for hours on end I knew I'd be in safe hands.
We were 15 minutes early for my appointment. (The thought of being late for anything makes me panic) so we were offered a glass of champagne whilst we waited. Don't mind if I do. At 1230 on the dot the lovely Laura appeared to take me through the black velvet curtain to the rear of the shop. There were 7 stunning dresses hung up waiting to be tried on by ME! Two being original 1950s and one from the 1960s, the rest being reproductions.
I'd already provided my measurements and the styles I was interested in so there was no faffing about. Mum and my sister sat down and continued to drink champagne whilst Laura and I went behind a screen to try on gown one. When I emerged my mum put her hand to her mouth - was she going to be sick or did she approve? She promptly reassured me it was the latter! Without giving too much away, dress one had a plain fabric and short sleeves. To show how it would look in another style a swathe of lace was added on top and sleeves of different lengths to create at least 4 different styles in the space of 30 seconds. Impressive stuff.
I slipped out of dress one into dress two. I was hoping at least one would have the wow factor like you see in the movies and this one did not disappoint. I didn't want to try on dresses three to seven but Laura had gone to great lengths to choose me something special so I gladly obliged. Once all had been tried on I went back to number two just to be certain and I knew my decision had been made. I wasn't interested in going to other boutiques and besides, my tummy was rumbling! She whispered the price tag in my ear and when I came to, I decided to make a purchase. I definitely made my credit card bleed that afternoon! Laura whooped for joy exclaiming "we've got ourselves another FCNK bride and she's bought the XXXXX dress! I could hear clapping from the other side of the curtain. I will need to go for a least 4 fittings from February onwards where the neckline, sleeve choice and any other modifications will be sorted.
To celebrate (it was my birthday the following day) we went to a diner on Carnaby Street and had burger, chips and beer. I really will have to knock this fast food on the head if I'm to shoehorn myself into this frock!
Afterwards we then walked to a park behind Picadilly Circus to watch the world go by before heading our separate ways. A truly magical day.
Separate blogs to follow shortly about the cake and our engagement shoot!
TTFN
80schickx
I have however been a busy bee, and the big news to report is that I've chosen and bought THE dress. All done and dusted in little under 45 minutes. On a blisteringly hot day in July I took a train from sleepy Crowborough into the hustle and bustle of central London. I'd arranged to meet my mum and my youngest sister outside Top Shop at 1115 and I was glad to see that they had got there before me. There is always the temptation to nip into the store and purchase something I don't really need
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| Waiting for the train at Crowborough |
We were 15 minutes early for my appointment. (The thought of being late for anything makes me panic) so we were offered a glass of champagne whilst we waited. Don't mind if I do. At 1230 on the dot the lovely Laura appeared to take me through the black velvet curtain to the rear of the shop. There were 7 stunning dresses hung up waiting to be tried on by ME! Two being original 1950s and one from the 1960s, the rest being reproductions.
I'd already provided my measurements and the styles I was interested in so there was no faffing about. Mum and my sister sat down and continued to drink champagne whilst Laura and I went behind a screen to try on gown one. When I emerged my mum put her hand to her mouth - was she going to be sick or did she approve? She promptly reassured me it was the latter! Without giving too much away, dress one had a plain fabric and short sleeves. To show how it would look in another style a swathe of lace was added on top and sleeves of different lengths to create at least 4 different styles in the space of 30 seconds. Impressive stuff.
I slipped out of dress one into dress two. I was hoping at least one would have the wow factor like you see in the movies and this one did not disappoint. I didn't want to try on dresses three to seven but Laura had gone to great lengths to choose me something special so I gladly obliged. Once all had been tried on I went back to number two just to be certain and I knew my decision had been made. I wasn't interested in going to other boutiques and besides, my tummy was rumbling! She whispered the price tag in my ear and when I came to, I decided to make a purchase. I definitely made my credit card bleed that afternoon! Laura whooped for joy exclaiming "we've got ourselves another FCNK bride and she's bought the XXXXX dress! I could hear clapping from the other side of the curtain. I will need to go for a least 4 fittings from February onwards where the neckline, sleeve choice and any other modifications will be sorted.
To celebrate (it was my birthday the following day) we went to a diner on Carnaby Street and had burger, chips and beer. I really will have to knock this fast food on the head if I'm to shoehorn myself into this frock!
Afterwards we then walked to a park behind Picadilly Circus to watch the world go by before heading our separate ways. A truly magical day.
Separate blogs to follow shortly about the cake and our engagement shoot!
TTFN
80schickx
