I win! At least, I won the battle of the bridesmaid dresses, in that I finally found a dress that everyone seemed to like, and at a PRICE that everyone liked. Ann Taylor is in the middle of the "Final Sale" of last season's Celebrations dresses, which happen to be the perfect color for my wedding, and the dresses were on sale for $55, normally $188.
Unfortunately, since they were on sale, I was terrified that they would sell out of the sizes we needed, so I sent out emails to the girls asking for measurements/sizes whatever. They really stepped up and even went to stores to try them on so they would be sure they would fit.
The next day my mom offered to go to the store while one of my sisters tried on the dresses, so they picked up the dresses for most of the bridesmaids, and then I ordered the remaining one online. Yay!
Monday, January 7, 2008
Friday, January 4, 2008
Bridesmaid Dresses. . . Again
Yesterday I woke up with the goal of checking out the color of a particular bridesmaid dress my sisters had found on the holiday vacation - I'm not a complete couch potato, I'm a graduate student and classes haven't started yet.
I popped into Belle Saison, one of my favorite places, since I found my gown there, to see if I could at least see the swatch for the dress. Kim was busy, so while I waited, I looked through the racks to see if I could find the dress. I did. It was one of the dresses we had ruled out at the store because I couldn't tell if the color was right. When Kim was done with her other customer, I asked if I could see the "apple taffeta" swatch. She had it, but since it's the size of two postage stamps, it's hard to tell what it would look like on an entire dress. Luckily Kim said she had another green that was pretty similar. The only name I could give the color would be chartreuse, which is not close to the clover I'd like the girls to wear, it just looked too "neon-ey." We held the swatch up to the dress and the two were a pretty close match. Boo.
My next stop was a women's apparel store, because I had seen that they had a line of bridesmaids dresses from last season on sale. I thought I would stop by to check the green color and also make sure that the satin wasn't too clingy, I know none of the bridesmaids want to wear something that shows every little ripple (even if there's just one). I walked into the store, and no one said a word to me; it was like I wasn't even there. The color of the green would have worked for the wedding, but the store didn't have the style I had seen online. The stores must have already received the new lines, in which the dresses run $188, which isn't too bad, but the other dresses we had seen at Belle Saison cost less. I'm not looking to make the girls pay umpteen billion dollars for a dress they'll only wear once.
I popped into Belle Saison, one of my favorite places, since I found my gown there, to see if I could at least see the swatch for the dress. Kim was busy, so while I waited, I looked through the racks to see if I could find the dress. I did. It was one of the dresses we had ruled out at the store because I couldn't tell if the color was right. When Kim was done with her other customer, I asked if I could see the "apple taffeta" swatch. She had it, but since it's the size of two postage stamps, it's hard to tell what it would look like on an entire dress. Luckily Kim said she had another green that was pretty similar. The only name I could give the color would be chartreuse, which is not close to the clover I'd like the girls to wear, it just looked too "neon-ey." We held the swatch up to the dress and the two were a pretty close match. Boo.
My next stop was a women's apparel store, because I had seen that they had a line of bridesmaids dresses from last season on sale. I thought I would stop by to check the green color and also make sure that the satin wasn't too clingy, I know none of the bridesmaids want to wear something that shows every little ripple (even if there's just one). I walked into the store, and no one said a word to me; it was like I wasn't even there. The color of the green would have worked for the wedding, but the store didn't have the style I had seen online. The stores must have already received the new lines, in which the dresses run $188, which isn't too bad, but the other dresses we had seen at Belle Saison cost less. I'm not looking to make the girls pay umpteen billion dollars for a dress they'll only wear once.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Redirecting Flirting Aggression
We recently returned froma family vacation, of which the primary activity was golf. My married sister and I both play, but our younger sister does not.
The last day of the trip, the youngest rode along on the cart while the rest of us played. All of the women were in one group, while the guys were in another, which made it extra easy to torment my youngest sister.
The first guy we tried to foist her off on was the starter. Before the first tee, our dad decided he would use a motorized bag carrier. He started pressing buttons before the starter could even give him directions, and crashed in the carrier into a cactus. My sister and I noticed that the starter was really cute and tried to get our little sis to stay behind, "because it was too cold to ride this early.
Later in the round, we caught up to the group in front of us momentarily, and one of the players waved at us. He happened to be really cute (but who knows how many years older than our college-aged sister). My married sister and I proceeded to contrive ways to get our younger sister to jump ahead to the other group.
How will my married sis and I vent our flirting frustrations once the little one gets into a serious relationship? Good thing we have a lot of cousins.
The last day of the trip, the youngest rode along on the cart while the rest of us played. All of the women were in one group, while the guys were in another, which made it extra easy to torment my youngest sister.
The first guy we tried to foist her off on was the starter. Before the first tee, our dad decided he would use a motorized bag carrier. He started pressing buttons before the starter could even give him directions, and crashed in the carrier into a cactus. My sister and I noticed that the starter was really cute and tried to get our little sis to stay behind, "because it was too cold to ride this early.
Later in the round, we caught up to the group in front of us momentarily, and one of the players waved at us. He happened to be really cute (but who knows how many years older than our college-aged sister). My married sister and I proceeded to contrive ways to get our younger sister to jump ahead to the other group.
How will my married sis and I vent our flirting frustrations once the little one gets into a serious relationship? Good thing we have a lot of cousins.
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