The Double Dress Dilemma Drama!

13 December 2010

Grazia’s Associate Fashion Director Siobhan Mallen, our Bride On A Deadline blogger finally got married this weekend! And guess what? We’re going to make you wait for your first tantalising glimpse of the photos from her much-anticipated wedding. But first, Siobhan has written about her, erm, other wedding dress (oh yes). Yep, it’s her last minute…Dress Dramas!

Picture the scene: there I am at what I thought was my final wedding dress fitting.  Really it should have been a quick try-on to check all was right and then take it home. But as soon as I tried on my dress I felt all wrong.  Partly this was due to the fact that some of the alterations we’d agreed hadn’t been done.  But it wasn’t just that.  I tried to rationalise it by telling myself it was down to having no make up on (I’d slept in and hadn’t had time to apply my maquillage) and was still looking ashen, ancient and grey, brought on by the excesses of my hen night two days before (God, how smug I always was about never getting hangovers up until my mid 30’s. It’s all come back to bite me on the bum now I can tell you!). I looked seriously rough, not helped by the lighting in the alteration place which is not at all flattering…  But that wasn’t it. The dress was (is) lovely – romantic, simple, flattering - but I guess what it lacks is sex appeal. 

I left in a fug of depression.  What was I going to do? Should I just shut up and put up?  Should I get another dress?  But where from (I had a week till W Day at this point) and I had looked all over already and not found anything I liked… Agghh. With my poor jet lagged sister (she’d flown in from Australia that morning), I hit the Bridal boutique at Net-a-Porter desperately searching for divine inspiration. We found some truly divine dresses, but none were quite right.  Too revealing (I’m getting hitched in a church after all!), too edgy, too girly, too spenny (I was hyperventilating at the thought of blowing the budget and buying a second dress!)… But still I wanted to feel right on the day too and didn’t want to compromise that.  Arghhh.

After a night of tossing and turning and dreaming of dresses, I had a moment of clarity.  It wasn’t that I didn’t like my original dress. With the veil, the earrings and the shoes in the tiny ancient candlelit church I’m getting married in, with my hair and make up done, it will be perfect.  What I needed however, was something a touch more glamorous and more me in my real life, for the dancing in the evening.  I knew just the dress too; from the Burberry Prorsum A/W’10 collection, a champagne-coloured lace shift.  After a nail biting afternoon zig-zagging London I tracked one down in my size in the Bond Street branch. It fit like a glove. Phew.  The plan is to change into it before the dancing at the wedding and wear it with those Manolos I bought in my hungover post hen night haze (I knew there was a reason why I needed them). Result!

So now I can play the part of dreamy romantic bride in the day and switch to glam party girl after 8.  Perfect, I reckon…

And watch this space for all the news of from The Big Day from our Bride-No-Longer-On-A-Deadline later this week!  



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