Happy Wednesday evening, friendsicles!
So, you may have heard, but Bridal Market has been happening and I am COMPLETELY OVERWHELMED AND NOT EVEN DONE EXPERIENCING IT…
Before I start I do need to indicate that I’ll be at a press preview of Elie Saab newest bridal collection tomorrow morning, SOOOO full coverage of his majesty, the supreme master of bridal dress making will be hitting the blog in full force after that runway show. Can you tell I’m psyched? He’s one of my favorite designers, so I’m itching for Thursday morning to come. I think I’ll go to bed in my school clothes tonight, so I’m like totally ready first thing.
Now, please remember that I played sports as a kid when my friends were out dress shopping. I kind of wished I was more into fashion back then, because I probably would have agreed to go on a lot more outings in my youth and generally gotten in better with the girlier aka popular girls in my school district, ultimately facilitating a much smoother experience in middle school. But, alas, I didn’t. Because shopping just never appealed to me. I guess I get that from my mother. I like what I like, and I go out shopping for it when I need it. ’Course, finding that specific thing I already know I’m searching for can end up taking seven hours without a lunch break. Such is the way it goes when Alison’s on a mission. I get this idea in my head, and I’m like, “THIS IS WHAT I WANT, NO EXCEPTIONS UNTIL IT IS FOUND.” When I stray, it ends up sitting in my closet, tags still on, waiting to be worn, with pipe dreams of putting that ish on Ebay. My sister’s always telling me to put my still tagged clothing on Ebay. I should freaking do that already! Jeez. Just seems like so much to keep track of. Anyway, point is, I really only go shopping when I *need* something for a specific event.
With all of that said, I wanna let you in on a few things I really dislike, just, in general. I have itemized these things below, for your reading pleasure:
1. Speaker phone as a preferred method of communication. Speaking to me on speaker phone means reaching out and picking up a phone is too much trouble for you. It means that, given the choice of making a small effort and making absolutely no effort at all, you choose no effort at all. To add insult to injury, you would like to have the ability to busy yourself with ANYTHING ELSE other than this conversation, should the mood strike you while speaking with me.
2. People who introduce themselves by shaking your hand, and then telling you they have a cold. Because… seriously? Did you seriously just do that? To me this is a surefire sign of a feral upbringing, possibly by wolves or other wild animals common to your area.
3. Most dentists. I’ve had lackluster experiences with regard to bedside manner, and unforgettable experiences with regard to pain. Sorry to all dental professionals in my life – aka sorry Dad. Sorry Mom. But I’m not sorry, Ashley. Even though I bet you’re per-fact at it.
4. Acne commercials taking ten minutes to end. Just, that. It’s like enough already.
5. Dresses that seem ridiculous and/or do not fit models well. Ok, here we go…
Pet peeve number five brings me to my little intro for this here Dress List I’m about to unleash. If I’m honest… I have a limited attention span when it comes to wedding dresses. I realize that probably sounds weird, coming out my mouth. I’m even kinda surprised I’m writing it. But it’s the truth. And *The Truth* is why I blog and probably has a lot to do with why you read, methinks. So, to be more specific, I have a limited attention span for dresses I don’t find appealing to me personally. I have to really love a dress to blab about it here, to all of you. By now, I feel like you and I, we have at least similar taste. Yes? Clean, well-built, fitted, not-ridiculous looks that accentuate the good parts, play down the not-so-good parts, and have that little bit of *different* that makes your gown YOUR gown.
We on the same page? For the sake of continuing this blog post, I’m going to assume you’re more or less with me on this.
Well. As you know, Bridal Week is The Time to see what’s what and who’s who and what’s who and who’s what and yada yada. And I really only like to share my absolute faves with you guys here on the blog, because what the F Word would be the point of sharing more than the best picks? I have NFI, that’s what. So what you’ll find below are all of my fave picks, ONLY. Some exude controlled extravagance, others, clean simplicity. Some are just blazingly hot in a way I cannot describe, others, not necessarily ideal for me, but I die to see on someone else. But the bottom line? I think these gowns will LOOK GREAT ON, and LOOK AMAZEBALLS IN YOUR PHOTOS.
This is not necessarily a comprehensive list. But it’s pretty comprehensive. Haven’t reviewed a handful of designers yet that I really do want to review though, so yeah. Not comprehensive. Also important – there were some I really thought I loved, but if I find that a dress I thought I loved doesn’t sit beautifully on a model’s body, it’s probably not going to sit beautifully on your body or my body, without a multitude of fittings beyond the natural fitting process. So, it’s important to me that dresses fit models well. That was part of the criteria.
So I couldn’t resist… below = two Elie Saab faves not from bridal. ’Course, more Elie Saab to come after tomorrow’s show.
And now for my faves overall… (Reminder: I’m withholding judgment of Elie Saab, Manuel Mota, Vera Wang collections until I have viewed them in person more closely. SPOILER ALERT: I have a feeling I WILL ADOOOOOORE THEM THOUGH.)
And now, a brief Day in the Life of Bambino McPuppyPants, because I feel like I’ve deprived you of him lately. Sorry guys; bridal market has been kind of overwhelmingly insane. In a good way, but like WHOA.
Bam: I don’t understand why you’re not cuddling with me at this very moment. Look at me. Am I not cute? Do I not bark like the sound of a droplet of water hitting a bucket of water when I’m sleep barking? Do I not have puppy breath? And yet, you sit there and write, all day. You disgust me.
… ok do whatever you want now, I’m good.
So… my lovies…
Any faves? Do you pretty much like what I like? Do you hate me now? Did you have an eyeball orgasm over any of these? Did you come really, really, really close, but pitter out and are therefore kind of aggravated and stuck in some kind of fashion purgatory that you cannot escape?
Lemme know. I die to know. If you’re into any of these dresses… not if you couldn’t climax over them. Or whatever, you can share that with me, too, you know that already.
xoxo! - Alison
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