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I’m DYING with this commute to Chantilly this week guys (each way has been well over an hour drive … I was not cut out for this …) but Kelsey’s guest posts on wedding planning always bring a bright spot to my day. Plus I get to see her & her fiance tonight, plus their wedding is in two months(!), plus it’s going to be awesome. Also, this week is ALMOST over and I am headed to NYC for my mom’s birthday to see Puffs so let’s get to it!!
When Something Goes Wrong While Wedding Planning | Guest Post by Kelsey
I’m getting married in two months. Two months. Do you know how soon that is? A kangaroo could give birth…twice in two months. (You’re welcome for that holiday party fun fact). Seriously, the countdown is on. It’s not quite the final countdown, but this is the dress rehearsal to the final countdown. So in the spirit of panic, today we are going to talk about what to do when something goes wrong.
I’m not going to sugarcoat it for you, when you are planning your wedding something is going to go wrong. It just is. Accept it. You won’t know when and you won’t know what, but it will. You think everything is going fine. You’ve got your spreadsheets, your timelines and then.
Wanna know my moment? It was a small snafu, involving, oh you know, the MOST IMPORTANT DRESS I WILL EVER WEAR IN MY LIFE. Ok. I’m back. First thing’s first. Whatever goes wrong, it is important to remember not to go all Gone Girl on whoever ruined literally everything. You’ve got to get solution-y, or as my marketing friends say, it’s time to ideate. Before that, let me tell you what happened to me.
I bought my dress and it was wonderful. Then I had to wait five months until I got the call. Let me tell you about the call that changed my destiny. Backstreet Boys…anybody? The dress was ready.
So I went to the salon with my mom and there it was. Just like I remembered. I stripped down, remembered I forgot to shave my armpits, and attempted to put on the dress. Please note the word attempted. The sales associate assured me that she just lotioned her hands so the zipper was slippery. Then she called in my mom to tag team. Mom attempted to hold things (i.e. me) in while they zipped the dress. Long/tight story short, the dress was too small. The sales associate said the dress was fine and it would be fine and I was all…
I left without the dress. Then I got a call from the salon manager. Again, a reminder, stay cool. No one wants to help a bridezilla. No matter what goes wrong, address the situation head on and immediately. Involve only necessary people and stand your ground. Remember to repeat the goal to the vendor/in law/whoever and establish a timeline for the solution. What’s going to be done and when. Finally, if the timeline is longer, when will you touch base next?
If you’re wondering, a new dress was rush made. I picked it up two weeks ago. It fits. And because I was firm but mentally stable, I got a complimentary veil out of the whole thing. Good things come to those who wait.
As I always say, if Britney can make it through 2007, you can totally make it through this.