The Philosophy of the Saying Yes...to the Dress!

Kyle and I are really trying to focus on the wedding being a Sacrament, but the actual event has a lot of fun things that need to be planned that have nothing to do with marriage as a sacrament and everything to do with the wedding being the one day every girl plans from the time she is old enough to realize wedding dresses are basically just a grown up girl's excuse to dress like a princess and not be mocked (long sentence yes).  Speaking of dressing like a princess...the dress...it's the biggest kept secret of almost every wedding, and also one of the most talked about details.  And while I know what dress I wear won't generate as much speculation as my favorite bride's (Kate Middleton, that's you), I like to think that at least Kyle has some anticipation of what I will choose (or chose, since I already did). 

Don't we wish we could all be Kate Middleton?
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That's right, I picked a dress! It was one of the first things my Mom pushed me to do in the wedding planning process.  In fact pretty much as soon as I was engaged she was ready to put me into tulle.  I decided to wait a few weeks...or months (yes, I am a procrastinator) and I needed to just wrap my head around being engaged and let it sink in for a bit.  Plus I'm not getting married for a year and a half and I was afraid that anything I would pick this early I wouldn't like that far away.  But suddenly I was ready.  MOH Rachel drove up from Austin for a couple of days and we hit up two Bridal shops that day.  I didn't make a decision that day, but after three or four sporadic days with my mom and sister-in-law hitting up random bridal boutiques, and trying a particular dress on literally five separate times at two different places, I finally decided on it. I am a particularly indecisive person (I am lucky that I love Kyle so much and saying yes to him was so easy). Saying yes to the dress was much more difficult.  I literally had mini panic attacks about it late at night and have legitimately lost sleep over it.  Here was my dilemma: I loved the dress.  But I hadn't tried on every single dress in the world yet!  Sound over dramatic?  Yes. But I like to exhaust my options before making a decision.  What if I found a dress I liked even more?  What if I hated it in a year and a half?  What if it wasn't truly THE DRESS?  Once I realized that there was not actually ONE dress that was made from all eternity just for me (dress fate does not actually exist), I also realized that if my dress was suddenly discontinued before I made up my mind I would be exceptionally sad and of all the dresses I had tried on so far (a lot) this was the only one that I truly loved.  So I took my measurements and in true TLC obsessed fashion, said "Yes to the dress".  And then I had an hour long panic that I chose wrong.  But after rambling on and on to my mom and sister-in-law, I suddenly realized I sounded like a crazy person, and to save me and the other women in my house from going legitimately crazy, I stopped.  I am now perfectly happy with my dress, I love it, and cannot wait to wear it. (No details being given out at all, I want everyone, especially Kyle to be surprised)  And like every bride-to-be, I am imagining situations in which it will be socially acceptable to wear my beautiful wedding dress more than just one.  So far I've got nothing.