Saturday started off with a bang. I got some delicious lime sugar cookies from this cute little bakery in the German Village and headed onward to Dayton for my 3 day 4 night retreat of wedding planning. Once I arrived home, we headed to Cincinnati to put deposits on the bridesmaids dresses so they could all be ordered. I knew from the get go that it was going to take a little while for the dresses to come in, but it is going to take close to 4 months! Also in the process of ordering, I learned that my 13 year old cousin who is going to be a junior bridesmaid is bigger than me now. Talk about sad and depressing.
The place that we are getting the bridesmaid dresses from is the same place where I found my dress. Granted we bought my wedding dress from a private seller far cheaper than retail, and we have been in about 3 times to try it on. It is only the sample dress so it is much bigger than the one I have, and I was helped by the same individual -- Cynthia. She is an older lady, and from my understanding they get a commission from the dresses they sell. Needless to say, she really wants me to get this gown (the one I already have) and the past few times we have gone in, she has been pressuring us to put a deposit on the dress. In my opinion that is very rude. We have already stated to her that we are still determining on whether or not that is the dress I want, and she still keeps pushing. (my small disclaimer is that we never committed to buying the dress from her) She even went as far as to try to make me the decision maker of money, when really I have no say in it. Well, Saturday when we went in she totally saw us. It was definitely awkward considering that she was walking around in the bridesmaid section rather than in the bridal section where she belonged. Long story short, my sister had to smuggle me out, and I'm sure that it's not going to be last time I see that I woman.
One of my best friends Kera, just got engaged about 2 weeks ago, so we are starting to talk about her plans and the types of dresses that she wants to try on. Luckily for me, the only place that carried "The Cotton Bride" label is the same place where Cynthia is lurking. That will be interesting, and I'm sure that you can sense the sarcasm.
Either way, the planning must go on and I have finally settled on the type of flowers I want for center pieces at the reception (white orchids) and yesterday after the planning of the rehearsal dinner at Pacchias, (which was fabulous!) we found a florist. We had been traveling back and forth to a few others in town, but this particular one had just the right ambiance. So in the heat of things, everything seems to be coming together!
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