Confession...kind of embarrassed...ok, really embarrassed? (kind of long, sorry)
I have been debating whether or not to post this and share my story since early last month, and now I finally am.
So in January, I placed my order for my wedding dress. I was super excited because I just love the dress so much and they had to order a smaller size because the plus size sample they had was a little too big. I was told it would come in June and it ended up coming early. So I was excited! I went to go see it and try it on. It when on beautifully....until they tried to zip up the last two inches in the back. I could tell my bridal dress consultant was getting a little bit nervous. But she kept telling me not worry. She even called the manager to try and help. No luck. They measured me...3 times. To my embarrassment and dismay I was an inch and half bigger! (Cue major tears). I tried so hard not to cry. I was keeping it in and being ever more quiet than I usually am. My consultant and the store manager said not to worry, they will see what they can do. And so there I was in the fitting room trying to fight back the tears while wearing my dream wedding dress that won't zip the last two inches!
The consultant and manager come back and told me what I can do:
- get the dress as is and just have it altered (but will be a little hard because letting out a dress isn't as easy as taking it in)
- get the dress as is and try to lose weight
- the manager was going to try and call the designer and if they can do a swap out for the bigger size (the sample size I tried on). I didn't know what to say.
My consultant kept asking if I was ok and if there's anything that she can do. She asked if things are going ok in my life, if I've been stressed, things like that...anything to explain the gain in inches. I told her no. At least I didn't feel that way.
So they have me get out of the dress and whatnot and left me to get back into my street clothes. I meet them outside by the register and the manager tells me that she will call the designer the next day and see what she can do. They told me to relax and that it will work out. Just as my consultant gave me a hug goodbye, I just lost it. I cried and cried and looked like a fool.
The following day, the manager calls me and tells me that they are able to send the dress back and get me a new one by the end of July with a nominal restocking fee. I was really happy, but sad at the same time. I'm supposed to be losing weight, not gaining!
So now, here I am, trying hard to lose weight, but I'm having a harder time this time around. I don't know what it is.
I'm really grateful to them for trying so hard to get me my dress and for being there for me and comforting me. But I think it's gotten me so down that I'm having a hard time losing weight this time around (I just lost 40 pounds and I think I hit a plateau for now). Just thought I'd share. Thank you for listening!