I actually found my dress in Toronto, five and a half months before Husband asked me to marry him. My mom and best friend were both in town and we figured it was unlikely that we would be together again for awhile. I made it clear that we were just going to look and off we went to the first gown store I could locate. I was convinced that I wanted a mermaid style dress. But after trying a few on it became very obvious, mermaid style was just not "me". I didn't think I would want something "poofy" but as it turned out "poofy" was "me". One dress in particular made me feel like I was glowing. My best friend cried. I was pretty sure it was "the one" but I wanted to look around some more. My mom tried to get me to take photos of my top 3 favourite dresses but I really didn't want to. I figured if it was "the one", it would be memorable and I wouldn't need a photo to remember it by. I had the lady write down my 3 favourite styles and off we went to several other Toronto stores. I tried on about 30 dresses in total. It was a long day. Five months later Husband got down on one knee and of course I said YES!
We talked for a few days about when and where we would have the wedding. We wanted it to be sooner then later. After much deliberation and family coordination, we picked a date in November. I called the store to order the dress. They only had a size 12. I am not a 12. It was not possible to order the dress and have it in 4 months. 6 months, maybe, but not 4. I knew I had to have that dress. I had been dreaming about it since February. It was now July. I didn't need or want to look at another dress. So began the great Canadian search for my dress. I started down my list of Toronto stores. One place after another, it did not go well. I was told the dress did not exist and that the designer did not exist either. I was told the code was wrong. That dress codes have 4 numbers not 5. I was laughed at for the short notice. After 15 stores I was tired, ticked off and starting to panic. I searched the web. There was no record of the dress in existence. This was not good. I started calling places that were 2, 3, and 4 hours away, Sudbury, Windsor, Barrie and London. I could drive the distance. It would be worth it. No luck. Would I need to find another dress? I knew I wouldn't be happy with anything other than "the one".
Someone once told me that Kitchener/Waterloo had the most wedding boutiques per capita. I'm still not sure if that is true, but I was desperate. I called the first K/W location I found on the web and explained the situation. I was put on hold so that someone could look into it. It took a long time and I was impatient. I hung up. Accidentally, I re-dialed the same number. They answered and apologized for getting disconnected (little did they know...) A manager came to the phone. I explained the desperate dress situation. She asked for the dress code - not familiar. She then asked me to describe the dress in detail - that she said, was familiar. She would call me back in 10 minutes. Minutes later she returned my phone call... She had my dress.
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