Wednesday, January 9, 2013 —
I am getting married this June.
Typing those words makes it seem even more real.
This year is going to be a very busy one, but I’ve already completed one major step of wedding preparation: I have chosen and purchased my wedding dress.
I knew the dress was the one as soon as I pulled it over my head and it fluttered to the floor around me, all light and crisp, not heavy and itchy like some of the other dresses I’d tried on. I stepped out of the dressing room, and my mom and future mother-in-law smiled at me, and I think they knew it was the one, too. Once I was in that dress, I didn’t want to take it off. I wandered around the bridal store, picking out my veils, my shoes and my jewelry, wearing my dress.
I think my groom will like it. He said he had only one stipulation about the dress: nothing too poofy … and I whole-heartedly agreed!
The dress I tried on in the store was a bit too big, so I ordered a smaller size. I went back to pick up my dress, accompanied by a bridesmaid, and it fit perfectly. Wendy and I giggled as we snuck out of the bridal shop with my dress before a seamstress could get to us. They’re always trying to convince you to buy more alterations and accessories.
I purchased and brought home my wedding dress a few months ago, and since then, I’ve also gone on a shopping spree for wedding decorations, looking for eye-catching items in my chosen colors: green and purple.
My mom later pointed out that these colors are especially suitable because they were the favorite colors of my two grandparents who will not be watching the wedding from an Earthly pew.
Green was my late grandfather Frank Richardson’s favorite color, and purple was the favorite color of my late grandmother Pam Jones.
They would have heartily approved of the two buggies full of green and purple decorations I bought on that shopping spree. Aided by Mom and my sister (and maid of honor) Kayleigh, I picked out greenery, ribbons, lanterns, silk flowers and other decorations that will be used in the wedding and reception. When the cashier rang up the purchases and I saw the price, I think my heart stopped for a minute. I’d never spent that much money at one time in my whole life.
My mom saw the look on my face and patted my shoulder. “It’s OK. This is your wedding,” she said.
Yes, this is my wedding. This is Daniel’s wedding, too, and I’ve tried to give him say-so whenever possible … which is why our cake topper is going to feature a super-spy bride and groom, complete with pistols and a cool back-to-back pose.
We also cooperated on our first wedding registration, which took place at Target a few days ago. At first, Daniel seemed reluctant to register for things, but he soon got into the spirit of it and registered for lots of black and gray and metallic stuff and a “rusty gear wall clock” and a “captain’s mirror.”
I do believe the inside of our house is going to look like the inside of a battleship, which is actually kind of neat.
My name is Marina, and I do love the ocean, so I don’t think I’ll mind coming home from work to a house that makes me feel like I’m on a ship … especially not if Daniel is coming home to that house, too.
And I can always add flowers to brighten up the place. We registered for a terrarium, too.
Marina Richardson is a former staff writer for The Stanly News & Press. She will be writing a regular column leading up to her wedding.