I met with one of my brides today for fitting number 6. Six fittings when I usually only need 3. But, the end is in sight. Today the only things they could nit pick on were a strip of rigilene (plastic boning) that was poking the bride, a look inside the gown was showing a little and the trim on the veil needed pressing. All perfectly valid concerns and all very easily fixable.
The trim on the veil isn't "waterfalling" how they wanted (waving back and forth). I warned them that it would be better to use ribbon rather than the stiffer bias tape, but that's what they wanted. I also advised them the veil wasn't full enough to really achieve that look. But its a hand-me-down veil and its what they're using.
Then as I'm marking a hem on the Mother's dress, the bride is walking around the studio in her gown, with the bustle drawn (the train pinned up in back) and is complaining that the satin layer under the lace layer sometimes pokes out. It's fabric, honey. It moves with you. It shifts as you walk. If you wanted a dress that never shifted around you should have picked a plastic dome.
All of this didn't phase me until the bride asked to try on my shoes. My lace Tom's. Uh..... gross. I tried to play off the excuse that my feet were probably sweaty. When that didn't work I tried the "they're not your size" excuse (I knew her shoe size as many of her fittings involved trying on different pairs of shoes ad nauseum). Nope, she still wanted to try on my shoes. Blech.
The trim on the veil isn't "waterfalling" how they wanted (waving back and forth). I warned them that it would be better to use ribbon rather than the stiffer bias tape, but that's what they wanted. I also advised them the veil wasn't full enough to really achieve that look. But its a hand-me-down veil and its what they're using.
Then as I'm marking a hem on the Mother's dress, the bride is walking around the studio in her gown, with the bustle drawn (the train pinned up in back) and is complaining that the satin layer under the lace layer sometimes pokes out. It's fabric, honey. It moves with you. It shifts as you walk. If you wanted a dress that never shifted around you should have picked a plastic dome.
All of this didn't phase me until the bride asked to try on my shoes. My lace Tom's. Uh..... gross. I tried to play off the excuse that my feet were probably sweaty. When that didn't work I tried the "they're not your size" excuse (I knew her shoe size as many of her fittings involved trying on different pairs of shoes ad nauseum). Nope, she still wanted to try on my shoes. Blech.
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