Second time's a charm: the musings of a second time bride - Part two
09 Oct 2017
Second time bride Karen Turner shares the search for her dream dress; read on to find out if she found the 'one'
So, I’m getting married and I suppose I will need something to wear. Although I’ve been married before I never had that 'wow' moment when I tried on my wedding dress; I was 22, stick thin and had very little confidence. To save some money, I decided to hire my dress but unfortunately it didn’t quite fit and I felt uncomfortable all day, something which I think shows in the photographs.
I decided that this time around things would be very different indeed. From the moment Mark and I got engaged I knew that I wanted to feel like a bride and was decided that I would have a proper dress.I had no clue about the style or fabric I wanted, but was certain that I didn’t want it to lace up at the back, and that was where my ideas ended.
What better time to go shopping for a dress than the day Storm Stella hit in March? Perfect. It was incredibly windy and I’d actually arranged to take my step-daughter, Abi, out to buy cushion covers and was dressed for the weather, not wedding dress shopping.
Somehow we ended up in a bridal shop; what an experience that turned out to be.... We were only there for a few minutes as I felt so uncomfortable. Initially, the lady we saw assumed Abi was the bride and after watching many episodes of Say Yes To the Dress that wasn’t how it was supposed to be. When she had established that I was the bride, she indicated the sale rail and said that I was welcome to browse. I felt so let down and we left empty-handed.
We then headed into Prima Donna in Norwich. What a difference. As soon as we entered the shop the experience was completely different. I was given time to browse and it quickly became apparent what I liked and what I didn’t. I selected a couple of gowns to try and although I liked them, neither felt like 'the one'. The lovely lady offered to select some dresses that I may have overlooked and I reluctantly agreed; after all, she does this for a living so ought to know what suits her clients. So along comes a dress. I had looked at it but dismissed it and I tried it on just to be polite, but I’m so glad I did. As soon as the dress was on I had the moment every bride craves. I cried, Abi cried, and then I cried some more. I loved it. I felt special and beautiful and not like I was trying too hard. Most importantly, I didn’t want to take it off.
A couple of days later I took my best friend, Sarah, along for her very honest opinion. She is known for her honesty and would have told me if she thought my choice was ridiculous. Her reaction proved I had made the right choice and I can’t wait to wear it on mine and Mark's special day.