I glanced at my watch- it's 10 am. The boutiques have been open for a half hour but they are still practically empty. I think everyone else is sleeping in. Between sleeping on the plane and the crazy hours we've been keeping, Josh & I are going strong. I'm sure we'll pass out again sometime soon. Just as long as its after sunset.
I stroll into Banana Republic. Not exactly where I thought I'd be shopping for my wedding dress- but it is one of my favorite stores. I'm not much of a "browser." I like to walk into a store, find the perfect thing and walk out. So I head straight for the dress section. I'm not really surprised to find several styles of long gauzy beach dresses- including several in white and ivory. Taking three, I head to the changing room.
The first one is an instant no. I thought that the lace would look nice, but really this is little more than a beach cover up. The second is okay. It could do. I turn and look at the third option. It doesn't look like much hanging there. It wasn't my first choice- its kind of plain; and I'm not really sure of the color- somewhere between white and ivory. I decide to put it on anyway. I gasp at myself. This is it. The color works with my skin tone. It has spaghetti straps, a really low back and its clinging in all the right places. It actually reminds me a little bit of a red dress I once wore on a date to pay Josh back for something stupid he said. I can't remember the name of the guy I went out with, but I'll never forget the look on Josh's face.