Scarlett Pannebaker

WOTB

[this stands for Weddings On The Brain, in case you were wondering. Not to be confused with the ever-popular BOTB, when visions of babies dance through your mind all day long.]

Maybe it's because I'm forced to stare at beautiful wedding photos in my free time. Maybe it's because I attended three weddings in a span of three months this fall. Or maybe it's because 2009 is going to be a wedding extravaganza. Please observe:

May 2009: Kristen and Will to marry in St. Louis. Her bachelorette party is already set for Chicago in March and I'm preparing myself mentally for the debauchery that will surely ensue.


July 2009: Liz and Dave to marry in Kansas City, Kansas.
August 2009: Kim and Adam to marry in Kansas City, Kansas.


August 2009: Lindsey and John to marry in St. Louis, Missouri. More info below.

October 2009: Kelly and Nick to marry in Bloomington, Illinois. At least this one is semi-close to Milwaukee!

I'm sure most of you have heard of 'Will you be my bridesmaid?' cards. Well take a look at this beaut:

Don't ask me why my face is a iridescent shade of glowing purple. Or why I look half-dead. It's safe to say this might be the most unflattering picture of me in the history of the world. And yet, I'm so excited! I just hope she doesn't choose gold for our dresses. It's obviously not my best color.

Here is Lindsey's other card she used to ask her sister-in-laws:
Funny how they are somewhat attractive but her friends' pictures are hideous!

So Lindsey has been dress shopping for her gown [sqeeeeeee!] and all of her choices are just grand. I don't think I can share them on this blog, just in case John-miester is lurking around but I can share other wedding dress pictures. All of this gown talk takes me back to 2006 when I was shopping for my own dress. Care to talk a walk down memory lane?



So we bought it. And when the dress arrived something awful happened: the dress was too short for me, it was extremely ill-fitting in the chest region, and I hated the ivory color I chose. I KNEW I should have ordered extra length but the chick at the bridal salon swore I wouldn't need it. Last time I checked someone who is 5'10" qualifies as 'tall' but she just didn't seem to think it would be necessary. Also, I really regretted selecting ivory satin instead of the latte color I tried on at the store. I called the dress shop and they were the opposite of accomodating. And so my eye began to wander.

Even before I was engaged I oogled over Monique L'huiller's gowns. But the realist in me knew I could never plunk down 4k for a dress I would wear one day of my life. Still, I couldn't get this gown out of my mind. Her name is Miranda and she is the stuff dreams are made of [IMHO]:
So one day, I grabbed Keri and made her accompany me to a high-end bridal salon where Miranda happily resided. Oh, she was even more beautiful in person....but sure enough, the price tag was enough to make me cry.
The Alencon lace was everything I had hoped it would be. Those eyelashes, the vintage feel, the way it adds texture without being over-the-top. Sigh.

So I sold my first dress online and decided I needed moral support from Mom. She came to town and we visited yet another high-end salon. Miranda plus this $1100 veil spoke to us both, and Mom was instantly a goner.
So what did we do? We pondered the idea of buying the gown full-price and then selling it online after the wedding to re-coup some of the cash. And then it happened: I discovered a listing for Miranda....in my size.....which had only been worn for a few hours during the previous owner's wedding in Mexico. A few email exchanges later I was the proud new owner of my dream dress, for a fraction of the cost. Mom and I got creative and made a look-alike lace veil and voila: I'm a bride! Here I am at my final fitting before the wedding:
On my wedding day the dress and veil were rock stars. I've never felt this comfortable in a formal dress in my life, nor have I felt this happy.

But what about the other contenders? Well at the first salon with Keri, we also found this beauty by ML--I believe it was called 'Ali' or something.
I liked this flared skirt and of course, the lace. Then the saleswoman pinned this stunner on the sash. DROOL.But don't fall in love just yet, this baby was $400! Gulp. I think the wedding industry was out to get me from day one, don't you? Why do I have champagne tastes on a beer budget? Story of my life.

I also tried on ML's Scarlet, another popular lace style.
Even though it was stunning, the back was SO wide open that I thought my butt crack might hang out if I wasn't careful. Also, it didn't really fit me in the waist and it would've been difficult to alter since it had no back.




Sigh.

So that's that. A glimpse into my WOTB. Does anyone else out there love weddings as much as me? Do you ever think about what you'd wear if you got married again? I try not to indulge this guilty pleasure of mine but sometimes I just can't help it:)