Remember how I tamed my inner bridezilla by finally purchasing my PERFECT dream wedding dress. Said wedding dress arrived at the bridal boutique last week, so I went in for my initial try-on session yesterday morning.
The dress is even more gorge than I remember! How does that happen?!
So, for the try-on session, we went upstairs to this adorable secluded area with two dressing rooms, tons of mirrors, pink walls, and hoards of sparkly hair combs, necklaces, earrings, bracelets, veils, and all the accessories you could ever imagine.
In dressing room number #1, there was an unnecessary large group of people. Probably 4-5 adults and one LOUD little girl. Seriously. It’s not necessary for your try-on session. The only person I had with me was my mom.
What happened next unleashed my inner bridezilla like a young mother protective of her newborn bridal gown:
I take off my shoes…getting ready to get into the gown and the LOUD little girl from dressing room #1 starts shrieking and laughing uncontrollably.
She bursts through the curtains of my dressing room (thankfully I had only removed my shoes at this point), loudly laughing and sprinting around the dressing room like some demented devil child.
THEN, SHE FALLS ON MY WEDDING DRESS, ROLLS AROUND, TRIES TO STAND UP, THEREBY PUTTING HER SHOES ON IT, AND GENERALLY INVADES ITS PRECIOUS WHITE SATIN SPACE.
Pretty much everything goes black around me and all I can see is the insane kid rolling around on my wedding dress. ROLLING AROUND ON MY WEDDING DRESS!!! (It drives me crazy just to think of it!)
I only remember shrieking, “Can you get out of here!?”, grabbing her around the waist and forcing myself to gently thrust her out of our dressing room.
That just happened.
That’s all I could think.
Oh, and did I mention that all the while, her guardian (if you can call her that) was standing outside of my dressing room, reaching her hand in and saying “Come on, honey. Calm down; come out here.”
I don’t have kids, but I would be MORTIFIED if my kid did this. Not only that, but I would be snatching that uncontrollable child up out of its uncontrollable tantrum and removing it/her uncontrollable butt from the store.
Needless to say, I was pretty pissed off. I dropped over $1,000 at the bridal store on the gown, the steam package, and a veil and some bratty kid gets to roll around on the dress like it’s a tattered blanket.
I know it’s a material object and it could have been replaced (would it have been if the girl had dirtied it or ripped it?), but it’s still an important and expensive purchase. I just want the dress to make it in tact to the wedding day, and I then I won’t care less what happens to it.
I don’t really have any questions, I just really wanna know what you guys think about this situation. Because it’s been annoying me ever since it went down yesterday morning.