This is for love: Girls about their wedding dresses
The wedding season is coming to an end., but memories of a memorable event live much longer than one season. Recently, our editor told how to buy her wedding dress. Now we asked friends of girls who were married in a variety of dresses, how they chose their dress, whether it was comfortable and what happened to him after the wedding.
Anna Shevchenko
Oriflame's internal communications editor
I had about two months to prepare for the wedding. At first, I even had a little fun: the measure of baroque-rococo dresses, the classic “fish” with beads and pearls, dresses for 15 and 100 thousand. I tried not to be a bigot and tried everything. For example, in one of the showrooms the consultant convinced me to try on a veil, which I stubbornly refused - and this turned out to be very beautiful. Soon I realized what I wanted - a dress with a deep neckline on the back, without too much decor, and from translucent, flowing fabrics. I wanted to reduce the budget as much as possible (this is the same thing at one time), but I would have been ready to spend money on an incredible dress.
The search was forced, and it became clear: everything is bad. Everything is very bad. Everything is lost. Before the wedding, there was a month left, and I had already bypassed all the Moscow showrooms, concept stores, wedding salons - and all was in vain. Everything is too expensive or not at all like. I began to contradict myself - initially not attaching importance to the dress and all these traditions of one day, I still wanted it to be beautiful.
Ahead of the weekend in St. Petersburg, and at the same time I decided to continue the search there. I signed up for a fitting in the show room of Pion Dress, which I accidentally found on the Internet, and left them with a check, exhaling. It was the perfect solution - in Pion they sew light flowing dresses and sell them quite inexpensively for what I have already seen.
The dress was incredible: a translucent top, an open back, flowing tulle and a dusty pink color gradient. They took my measurements and left the dress in work. Of course, after the shipment, it turned out that the dress was not on me. And no wonder - if you hem, come on fittings. Mom helped me rectify the situation, and by that time I had already realized that it was time to stop this pursuit of the ideal and start enjoying the event.
Wedding days turned out to be unbearably hot, so I had to change clothes. Because of the upcoming relocation, I tried to sell the dress on Avito, but it turned out that there were not many who wanted to. I will leave it to myself or selling it by personal request - I like it too much.
Alina Vorzheva
segment producer of the program "Evening Urgant"
From the moment of the offer to the date of the wedding, I had a whole year to choose a dress. I devoted many months to searching for the ideal and as a result I chose two Moscow saloons with pleasant prices and good taste of the owners. In mid-April, my mom and godfather went to the fitting room. In the first second, it became quite obvious that my entire worn out selection of dream dresses was sent to the trash can, since I was going to completely different styles. To become a princess, I needed to draw on a corset, and everything light and airy, which I dreamed about initially, filled me.
In the salons everything, of course, is very solemn - with the exception of full exposure to the store employees and humiliatingly not fitting small dresses on their backs, which they have to tuck, because all dresses are size 42-44, and with my 48th dress order and wait. The Second Dress was found in the second salon - it's not for nothing that they say that it exists, my mother said that I even had a changed look. It also did not converge on the back, but the front looked perfect. It made me slim, unlike other options, covered most of my breasts (I wanted to look like it wasn’t my fifth
size), and most importantly - well supported it. It was the king in the world of corsets.
A dream dress of my size had to wait two months. Considering the summer trip, it turned out that I would arrive at the first fitting six days before the wedding. I was assured that this is more than enough to have time to fit the dress in length. This day has come, I unzipped a beautiful case in the atelier, tried on a dress ... and it turned out to be the heroine of the "expectation and reality" selection. Dress sewn wrong. The corset is short, soft, and not hard, the chest falls out, the bones in the corset have exactly two eyelets - they do not give any support at all. I see in the mirror a disfigured version of myself in a crooked dress with a falling chest. For some reason, a ridiculous lace petticoat was sewn in (but nobody cares anymore). The salon is large and prestigious; no one expected such a setup - neither I nor the owners. I am offered to choose some other dress (seriously?).
The next few days went to hell, because I just did not have a dress right before the wedding. I’ll omit many details, but in the end I was restored, as far as possible, the fitting dress from the salon: they removed the hooks and cleaned the hem from the fittings when trying on the fittings. A triangle of fabric was put on the back under the corset to hide the “hole”. Lace bolero, which I complemented the image, successfully covered the flaws. I picked up the dress at eight in the evening on the eve of the wedding. Not measuring.
But everything ended well. I liked myself and everyone. My wedding manager turned out to be a lawyer by training and knocked at the salon a refund of the full cost of the dress. I hope the salon just as angrily talked with the manufacturer of these dresses and no one else would get into such a situation. In the studio I was persuaded to leave the train, which I was going to cut the hell out. He became dirty at once, but in the photos it is not visible, and the truth is beautiful, that too. It is believed that it is absolutely impossible to live in a corset, but if it is stitched correctly and qualitatively, then you can live almost in clover. If you choose a corset, be sure to ask that you (or rather the one who will do it) be taught how to properly lace up. I spent fifteen hours in my corset dress and did not die. The main thing is not to sit in one place for a long time - it becomes really hard.
I am ashamed to admit, but from the moment I took off my dress at night after the wedding and threw it behind the couch, it is there. When I finally get my salary, I'll go to the dry cleaner. Plans to shorten the hem and make a cocktail dress, as I really like the fabric and cut. And, well and most importantly - there are pockets in it!
Julia Katkalo
stylist
We had exactly twenty days to prepare the wedding, that is, I was looking for a dress in extreme conditions. We immediately decided that we would go to the registry office alone and in jeans, but there was a huge problem with the evening dress. After a quick look at the bridal salons, I realized that the dress had to be sewn, because I didn’t like anything at all. At the wedding, it was extremely important for me to be myself, and lush dresses, bustier and open shoulders, veil and white color - this is not about me.
I wanted a special dress - complicated, but comfortable, because at the wedding I planned to drink wine, dance until the morning, communicate, and not sit at the table nicely (and that’s what happened). I flipped through Pinterest for a couple of days in search of an interesting style and eventually stumbled upon Alexander Terekhov’s gentle-blue dress, with closed shoulders, a bow at the waist and hidden pockets (this is very comfortable!). With the picture, I went to the atelier, which my friend advised me, and there, together with the master, we slightly changed the style to fit my figure. I chose the fabric alone, no one, except a close friend, knew what I was going to marry - everyone saw me at the time of going to the groom. Emerald is my favorite color and he
very nicely fit into the interior of the room - dark, burgundy, rich. I chose mustard color Converse sneakers for the dress, because it is ironic, cool and very about me, and massive, complex Bimba y Lola earrings. Usually, brides hurt their feet the next morning, and my ears hurt.
I am very pleased with the dress, and after three years I gently love and keep it. And someday I will definitely wear it on a solemn event, because it does not look like a classic wedding dress at all.
Alexandra
engineer
I began to choose the dress as soon as preparations for the wedding began, but I didn’t feel special in any dress I tried on in salons. I imagined how my wedding dress should look like: lowered shoulders, a long train, embroidered with lace, it was supposed to be light, gentle. And in each sample dress, I did not like something. So I decided to sew a dress to order, and in the end it was exactly as I imagined it.
In the wedding dress I felt very elegant and beautiful, it was comfortable in it. The dress before the wedding did not show her husband. I do not believe in omens, I just wanted to make a surprise - and I still remember with particular trepidation our first meeting on the wedding day. On this day, I felt incredibly happy. The dress left in her memory.
Wedding date: August 8, 2015
Lina Kovaleva
makeup artist-stylist
By the time of my own celebration, I had worked as a wedding stylist for three years, and therefore I had an idea of the offer in the wedding services market. There were also blurry fantasies about the dress - light, short, simple, but with taste. I didn’t want either “fish” or crinolines I had seen enough to prepare brides for the ceremony. And most importantly, I wanted to get a dress quickly and at a reasonable price.
The option was found immediately, almost without leaving the house. Few people pay attention to the bridal salon in a residential area, with an inconspicuous door and a static sign, but this was my first - and the only one! - the starting point from which I have not lost. It always seemed to me that sewing a dress to order was not cheap, and it was a pleasant surprise that I was greatly mistaken about this. In the salon-studio "Lika" in just a few weeks and two fittings were sewn to me the Perfect Dress, assembled in pieces from various pictures on the Internet: just above the knee, with a train and a light corset, with the thinnest lace on the bodice and an elegant row of buttons on the back .
The wedding turned out to be modest - they signed with the family, walked around the park, and then sat in a restaurant. All this time, the dress behaved perfectly, did not rush to its feet, did not press on the stomach, did not hold down movements. Everything I wanted.
It is still with me, hanging in the closet and waiting for its finest hour. Due to a number of circumstances, we were unable to invite a photographer to the wedding, but I would very much like to once again put on my Ideal Dress, take Ideal Husband's arm and go to my favorite places in Moscow with my professional at the anniversary. And in ten years I will definitely wear this dress and will celebrate an anniversary in it.
Anya Panova
founder of Tape photo production
I do not remember exactly how I saw this dress Vera Wang, but when I saw, I realized that this was my perfect dress. Honestly, I could not afford it, and I didn’t really see the point of spending a fortune on a dress for one evening, even if it was so special. In general, I sunk on this dress more like a pipe dream. And then, quite accidentally, in one of the communities for shopaholics, I came across an ad from a girl who had brought a dress from the States, but it didn’t fit her either in size or color. And she sold it, brand new, just arrived, for nothing. In general, this Vera Wang dress, completely of my color and size, itself found me. I just passed it in the studio, so I could take it a little at the waist, and it sat like a glove. Our wedding was very informal, and in this dress at the wedding I even managed to play the drums.
After the wedding, she put the dress into the washing machine with difficulty, washed it on a careful mode and hung it in the closet. For the past two years, it has been hanging there and objectively occupies a lot of space, but it raises my spirits every time I look in the closet.
Oksana Medvedeva
Adidas group CIS intern
Initially, I wanted a dress in which I would be comfortable, and considered various options that were more or less simple to cut with ModCloth. Then she changed her mind, because she was frightened that the order might not be suitable, and then she would have to do everything anew, waste time, money and nerves.
A couple of months before the wedding, we went to visit my parents in the Caucasus, where my mother took me to the huge market in Pyatigorsk. It was raining, I froze and cursed everything, and, of course, did not think that I could find something there. Rather, for the sake of my mother, I went to all these market salons with women counting money in gloves with their fingers cut off. And when the patience was over, my mother by hook or by crook dragged me into the last trailer where my dress hung. It did not look at all like I imagined, but for some reason I saw myself in it. It cost 6 or 9 thousand with a veil, which I never needed.
I can not say that it was super-convenient (it was still with a corset), but I did not notice any discomfort. Probably because she was very happy that day. Despite our irresponsible attitude
to prepare, the wedding was a success. We had no presenters, contests, redemptions and other Labuda, everything went naturally. Friends gathered in a jazz band and gave us a real celebration. I calmly danced in a dress, jumped, ran, and everything was beautiful.
After the wedding, I transported the dress to my parents in the Caucasus so that it did not take up space in the closet. I am not going to wear it again, so his fate is still unknown. Probably, it will lie on the mezzanine.
Anna Ayvazyan
historian, journalist
The wedding was prepared in a hurry. I moved at this time from Moscow to Paris, where we were going to celebrate. From the very beginning I decided for myself that spending a lot of money on a dress is pointless - it’s better to buy something inexpensive and practical. Actually, with these thoughts, I ordered a cute lace dress on ASOS for ridiculous 900 rubles. Inspired by my wit, I ran to tell my mother how I arranged everything well. Mom clutched her heart and took my word that I would give a chance to a “real” wedding dress. There was no talk of sewing to order - there was nothing left of time. I resisted and did not even want to look at alternatives: I repeated that I would not be "a woman on a teapot."
In the end, I gave up, and my parents and I went to a Moscow salon. I snorted, reprimanded, and then by some miracle we chose three dresses for a fitting. The first was straight, light, but on top it was perceptibly decorated with sequins and beads. The second was reminiscent of a Shantiy cream cake - with an infinite number of skirts, heavy and completely unsuitable for August. The third unexpectedly turned out to be perfect - everything came together. I gently laced it - I spun in front of the mirror and took a selfie, which I immediately laid out in the secret
a group of bridesmaids. So the fate of the dress and decided.
On the wedding day everything, of course, went wrong. I woke up with a terrible hangover after a stormy bachelorette party - no one remembers how many bottles of rosette were drunk at Café Hugo on the Place des Vosges. The makeup artist could not find the parking lot and lingered for half an hour. When the moment came to the dress, we were already late. Mom was very nervous during the lacing, and I, for any attempts to tighten it, made a terrible scream. Already in the mayor's office, I almost fell down on the solemn red staircase, stepping on the dress, and soon a poorly laced corset began to treacherously slide down - so almost all my wedding photos are distinguished by a certain frivolity of the image. I will never forget the moment when we stood before the deputy mayor - she made a fiery speech about republican values and the social importance of the institution of the family, and I only thought about how to hide everything back into the corset. In the restaurant, my husband and I happily changed into civilian clothes - he, too, was happy to get rid of the tuxedo. So the rest of the evening, I danced in an ASOS dress.
I keep my magnificent dress carefully - despite all the excitement, it will always remind me of the good: how my mother was happy when we bought it, how she nervously laced the corset on her wedding day, how her husband kept the hem so that I would not step on it , and as a girlfriend fun joking about the neckline. So I visited a very happy woman on the teapot.
Anna Sotnikova
Project manager of the publishing house "New Literary Review"
I can’t say that since childhood I have imagined at least some kind of wedding dress - to be honest, the very fact that I was getting married in general was a complete surprise for me. My boyfriend made me an offer on the second day of our acquaintance, but after that we safely lived for another three years, occasionally joking that it would be time to get married, and at some point something struck us and we really decided do it. It seems that initially we saw this event primarily as a reason for a big and fun party.
But then my mom, a professional event organizer, took up the case, and it turned out that the event was waiting for us much more ambitious: there would be twenty or three relatives (and from different cities), 200 friends, and a minimalist dress from Oak + Fort will not go. By the way, as a result, I don’t regret such a scenario for a second, but in this way we were faced with the need to organize a large-scale celebration in a month. At first I didn’t particularly think about the dress at all - my friend Olya, to whom I panicked asked: "What should I get married? Where can I get a cake?" -
almost immediately offered me the dress Cyrille Gassiline. Я благополучно заказала его на сайте, через неделю должна была быть примерка - но буквально накануне этой самой примерки мне пришло письмо о том, что платья больше нет. Потом мы пытались договориться, чтобы нам его специально сшили, - нам пообещали, что всё сделают, но спустя два дня перезвонили и сказали, что такая ткань на складе кончилась. В слезах и отчаянии я даже нашла швею и провела инспекцию всех магазинов тканей, но швея собиралась шить мне То Самое платье по выкройкам из журнала Burda, и мне пришлось сдаться.
Before the wedding, meanwhile, was just under two weeks. Ordering something from the Internet is meaningless, and sewing as well. Finally upset, my mother and I decided to try our luck in wedding salons and, after being in a couple on Kutuzov Avenue, we realized that there, too, the situation was far from bright. Feathers, crinolines, meringues, packs, loops, always a tight corset on the strings. The third salon, which we arrived on the same day, turned out to be really gigantic - I measured (more for the sake of laughter) a certain number of wild crinolines to the approving hooting of saleswomen, and suddenly I saw the only thing - the very thing - Oscar de la Renta in which there was absolutely nothing superfluous: it looked extremely simple, but at the same time smart, it had neither a corset, nor sparkles, but there was that very minimalism that I aimed at the very beginning.
Then I did not think any more and immediately bought it - it was changed for me less than a week (during which I was desperately trying to lose weight), and three days before the important event I stopped worrying about everything. My husband, in turn, bought himself a suit for one trip to the Tsvetnoy department store on the eve of the wedding. The dress turned out to be not only beautiful, but also wildly comfortable - and, importantly, warm (on our wedding day in October it snowed for the first time in a season). The most inconvenient memory associated with a wedding is entirely the merit of high-heeled shoes, which I rarely wear.
I decided to sell the dress after the wedding, but my husband liked it so much that he asked not to do it. So it has since been hanging in the parent's closet - I do not amuse myself with illusions that one day my daughter will go under the crown (I would not go), but let him hang - no one is worse off. Perhaps I will wear it sometime for a reception to the Queen of England.
Zlata Nikolaev
Qlean Communications Specialist
When my future husband made me an offer, my friends joked that we had to organize a wedding in the glassy “Second Wind” (as a result, she got into our pre-wedding photo session a few days before closing). Friends joked, we laughed, but nevertheless, we nevertheless understood closer to the point that, although the wedding would be democratic and modest (relatives, literally a couple of friends, without buying a bride and toast-master), we cannot do without formalities. Rings - yes, elegant clothes - yes, and even a white dress is decisive, yes. Everything was simple with the groom: one trip to the shopping center, fitting about ten jackets and shirts, and the outfit was bought in full.
It was harder for me. First, I understood that my conditionally “extra” ten or even more kilograms before the wedding will not disappear and wedding cases are sewn on large girls. Secondly, wedding salons terribly frightened and their choice - all this was lace, trains, open shoulders. Actually, I was only in one and in a joke - in Lithuania, a friend dragged to the sale of the salon before liquidation. We didn’t pick up anything for me, but for many years a happily married friend looked for a little dress and arranged a wedding photo session for him - just like that.
I remembered ASOS (I used to buy nothing there, but I immediately became a fan) and I didn’t lose. A few days of studying white dresses, flour of choice; one, which was the main favorite, was taken straight from under his nose. I chose two - simple, cute, midi, in order to "then continue to wear out for work." Dresses arrived, were exactly the size, sat perfectly. Chose one, the second I just immediately started to wear to work. The minus of the selected was only one - it wildly crumpled, in the morning of the wedding crumpled on another makeup and haircut in the cabin. However, after the registry office and the first glass of champagne did not care. But I’m unlikely to wear it to work - I’ll rather wear it on the anniversary.
Anastasia Korn
fashion director
Between the marriage proposal and the wedding itself, we had not more than a month passed. I wanted to have a simple party for friends and relatives - without any wedding horrors like a toastmaster, flower arch, or a loaf. Thoughts about the magnificent dress of the princess never visited me at all, but the ASOS Bridal lookbook immediately came to mind. Lace midi dress with open shoulders long ago sunk into my soul, and finally I found a reason. True, the dress turned out to be elusive: the brides bought it instantly, even the omnipotent friends from the Lunar Bunny agency could not help me.
But as a result, I got two dresses at once! Thank you beautiful Polina Panfilova. In a simple lace midi I went to the registry office at nine in the morning, and in a long, embroidered with sequins in the spirit of the "Great Gatsby" - to the very party. I do not believe in omens, so I showed the dresses in advance to the bridegroom, the girlfriends, and the mother, they all approved. My only wedding gilti pleye is a veil. I always dreamed that my fiance and I would sit on a motorcycle and rush off into the distance, and the veil will fly in the wind. As a result, the veil hurt her head and after the registry office had to be removed. For a while, she even hung at home in a prominent place,
until the husband asks to take her out of sight. Well, nothing, I have in stock a white Bride robe and Just Married pajamas, which I am going to wear for a long time. In general, ASOS - freedom for brides!
Recently, a girl from Sweden wrote to me with a request to sell her my wedding dress in sequins - it turned out that it was no longer for sale. I remembered my pursuit of the very first dress and immediately agreed to make happy the stranger. But now I think not. Sorry to part with it.
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