I chose my wedding dress this weekend.
I don't feel joy. I feel relief that I may never have to go through that experience again 
I went on my own because I always shop on my own. I am no virginal slip of a bride that I thought I required a chaperone (32 and well...I had a lot of fun in my youth ) and I know what I like. Also I'm NC with my mother at the moment and my best friend just blindly says I look lovely in everything, even the time I looked like a Creme brûlée at our sixth form prom.
I paid £10 before I was permitted to look upon the dresses. This was supposed to include a glass of fizz, but the lady had run out, so I had a tap water.
The lady was nice, but even though I told her what I wanted, she brought me lots of netty monstrosities 'just to wow' me 
they did not wow me. I looked like the toilet roll lady my Nan used to have in her loo.
I normally wear a size 10. Some of the dresses in a 14 wouldn't do up 
why do they cut them so tiny?! I have a little bit of Christmas pork to lose but still...
I found the dress I loved. The price tag was £1800 
I'm wondering whether to just put a down payment on it, which seems like a good ideajust so I never have to repeat this process ever again I am horrified at that amount of money, but it was truly the only one I thought 'that looks amazing even though my hair is stuck to my face, I'm not wearing the right underwear and I've just bloody well had enough'
It looks like it's a lovely magical experience on TV!
When my friend got married last year, she went to a place where you ring a little bell in your changing room, to signify you had found 'the one' (dress, not fiancé, I presume 
) and all the other brides to be would come and ooh and ahh at you.
I unfortunately burst out in scoffing laughing when she told me that, and she didn't speak to me for the rest of the day. So while that was not the experience I was aiming for, I was hoping for...oh, I don't know a bit of enchantment! fizz would have helped
Was I expecting too much?