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Handing over everything dress-related to a designer…!! This has been the most “stressful” part of my wedding planning adventure thus far.

For as long as I can remember I’ve loved Christa B’s designs, and it was always a dream to get married in a Christa B couture gown. I considered it a pipe dream though, since I didn’t think I’d ever be able to afford a one-of-a-kind specially designed wedding dress!
I mean, who can?!
And then I met my darling Glugster…

Anyhoodle, we all know how spoilt I am.

Meeting with Christa the first time was fabulous! It was everything I’d hoped for and more. Her studio at her home is intimate and gorgeous and softly glamorous with a huge chandelier and comfortable floral couches. It’s feminine without being kitsch, and she has several gowns hanging in their own see through bags in the studio.

In all honesty, I had no idea what I wanted when it came to my wedding dress. I had many, many several pictures flagged in magazines for particular parts and aspects of wedding gowns that I liked, but I didn’t have an actual dress in mind. I was also unsure of what type of dress would suit me since- like every normal South African woman- I’m not a standard shape.
We got to talking and I showed her the magazines I had brought with me. Christa very quickly determined what type of personality I have, taking into account everything from my flowery steering wheel cover to my tattoos! We had already traded several emails so she had a vague idea of what type of person I am, but meeting her and talking to her gave her an even better idea.
After we’d chatted a bit- my mommy darling was with me- she roughly sketched something she had in mind for me, explaining the details as she went along and telling me in no uncertain terms what she thought would work and what not. She decided on the colour and explained why, and the style and so on, and left myself and my mom to talk it over.
We’re going with what she suggested and sketched, and this is the scary part.
Because now I wait.
She doesn’t have my measurements yet as I only need the dress in July and I am dieting and such first… but unlike trying on a dress in the shop and having a few alterations done, I have no idea what this dress is going to look like apart from a few rough sketches.
I can’t see into Christa’s head.

Granted, she knows what she’s doing, and I have always liked and admired her work, but I am still terrified that I am not going to like what comes out of this!

Literally!
I am determined not to be a BrideZilla… but I think my concerns are going to manifest themselves in my dreams! I very seldom remember my dreams at all, but this one was entertaining to say the least.
In my dream, it was mine and my Glugs’ wedding day! It was as if I had jumped forward from now to our wedding day and skipped everything in between- including the planning and organising.
We were supposedly at the venue we had booked and paid for- but it didn’t look like our venue at all!
There were people in the reception “hall”- that looked like a big draped tent, which I so don’t want- but they weren’t the people on our guest-list and there were only about 30 people that I could see! And I vaguely remember my Glugster telling me these were the only people who had turned up!!!
My sisters, who are my bridesmaids, were dressed in the strangest outfits and I couldn’t understand why I hadn’t bought them pretty dresses for the day, and when I asked sister B at some point she just walked away from me. And for some reason we were walking around outside some building in the dust- like we were looking for the door or something.
I don’t remember there being a ceremony at all but that may just be something I forgot by the time I woke up…
It started getting dark in my dream, which seemed to indicate the end of the wedding, and my sweetheart and I were searching for the place we were supposed to sleep! There was sand everywhere, like a farmyard- complete with ducks and chickens, and the two of us were shown that we had to sleep on the floor! We were at least indoors- but it was dreadful!
I was wearing a white dress in my dream too, something without sleeves- but I couldn’t see what it looked like.
One thing I did sense all the time in my dream- was my my Glugster at my side. Most of the time I could sense him holding my hand- even though he seemed to be only in my peripheral vision the entire time. That part I liked a lot.
Very strange!!