I love all of my dresses, but sometimes there are ones I love just a little bit more. Ones that take up a bigger space in my heart. One of those dresses I wore on a Sunday, where surrounded by family and friends, I married the father of my child and the love of my life.

This happens to be the second dress I purchased. I started like most with a traditional search, visiting local bridal salons, trying different styles. Nothing really spoke to me. I began to search online, where it became more than difficult to wade through the fast fashion retailers masquerading as bridal boutiques. Choosing a gown without having tried it on or having felt the fabric was a risk. One that did not pay off.