Wedding Week: Our Look

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As a little girl I used to dream of shopping for my wedding gown, trying on racks upon racks of beautiful dresses with my mom and an entourage of bridesmaids. An aspiring fashion designer, I even sketched a few drawings of my dream dress -a scoop neck mermaid gown with spaghetti straps and about fifteen pounds of beading.

Fast forward 23 years and here’s how it really happened.

While taking a quick coffee break between seeing patients at my clinical internship last summer, one of my girlfriends text messaged me about a flash bridal sale online. Walking back to the dietitians office with a latte in one hand and my phone in another, I quickly scrolled through a few pages of heavily discounted gowns when one caught my eye. It was perfect.

There was no scouring of dress rack after dress rack in a bridal boutique, no enourage of bridesmaids or even my mother to give me her nod of approval. The gown was 64% off, final sale and a size smaller than I’d typically feel comfortable ordering but I took the chance and purchased the gown on my iPhone right then and there. This Badgley Mishka dress had the romantic, vintage feel I envisioned for Italy and much to my surprise it fit like a glove.

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I immediately called my mom and, with tears in my eyes, told her I had found my wedding dress. I then asked her to make a special trip to North Carolina to help me pick out a veil. That was the first time she saw me in my wedding dress. I’ll never forget though, the first time we both saw me as a bride.

I got ready at my parents villa with a few of my best girlfriends. We sipped champagne and got prettied up. Most important about my look was that I actually look like myself. I tackled my own makeup while my best friend and Maid of Honor, Katie, teased and pinned my hair into a low chignon. I took a few photos with my grandmother’s cameo and slipped on my small, teardrop earrings.

The moment I was ready, the skies opened up. Apparently wedding day rain is a sign of fortune in Italy. Italians also rarely start anything on time so I took this moment of fortune to slip in one last prosecco toast with my parents and Maid of Honor.

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Having to wait out the storm only made me even more excited to see my groom at the altar in his black suit.

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Lucky for us the skies cleared just in time for us to walk out of the church.

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Photography by Rochelle Cheever | Bride Details: Dress and shoes by Badgley Mischka; Veil by Toni Federici; Earrings by Kate Spade New York, Makeup by Tarte and Chanel

Next up: Wedding Week – The Ceremony

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