Dress? Check minus.
Clearly, I needed one more big thing before my bridal transformation was complete.
You know, it didn't occur to me until the moment I was going to put on my dress in front of the cameras that the moment would be awkward. See, I'm not an exhibitionist, nor do I have a beach-ready body, and with unattractive yet effective undergarments on under my robe and two male photographers in the room, I knew the way to proceed: the only way I was getting into my wedding dress was by doing the seventh grade P.E. quick-change shimmy.
Not familiar with this move? Allow me to demonstrate:
Bathrobe on, I stepped into my dress, and as the dress came up, the bathrobe did too. Once my dress was more or less in place, the bathrobe was off and the awkwardness was over.
Corset time! Sister Goodlaff worked on lacing me into my dress, I mugged a bit for the camera.
The corset-lacing process was long and intense, and because the privacy panel wouldn't sit straight, I actually had to have a corner of it sewn to the dress. Yes--I was literally sewn into my dress.
We took an opportunity to have a little bit of fun with the corset top. I saw a picture similar to this online, and knew I had to have one just like it. Don't worry--Sister Goodlaff's foot was clean.
So there I was, looking like a princess, wearing a poofy dress, and what was the first thing I wanted to do? Twirl, of course!
After I had finished twirling, it was time for accessories:
Seeing me all gussied up got Mama Goodlaff teary, but I told her to suck it up so she wouldn't ruin my makeup. She helped me get my necklace on.
I put on the pearl earrings that Mama Goodlaff wore on her wedding day (something old and borrowed):
I put on my new blue shoes,
And I was a bride!
Did you give any thought to changing into your dress in front of the cameras?
Miss something? Catch up here:
Beginning the Bridal Transformation
Calm Before the Storm
All photos by Niki Ross Photography