So I just went to my third fitting, and I was not pleased at all with the experience. The last time I went, I ended up being fitted at the same time as another lady. It was ok because the fitting area comfortably fit two of us with room to spare. This time, I was ushered back to a sea of brides all trying to get fitted at the same time. It was pandamonium, to say the least.
Now, from what I've gathered the lady doing my alterations may be the best one there. This means that there were seven brides all trying to get fitted by one lady at the same time. Three fitting rooms, it was hard to feel comfortable. There was a poor bride mid bustle that had to stand there with pins going every which way while she went to a different bride. I almost turned around and walked out, it was so bad. They took ten minutes to find my dress, and by that point I knew I should have rescheduled with her.
But I persevered. I was ushered into one of the available rooms for my five minute slot and hurried into changing. I couldn't zip the dress by myself, and half the alterations weren't done or were sloppily done. She moved behind me and started trying to zip....every bride's worst nightmare. Pure anxiety in my mind. She recruited another lady, no dice.
The zipper would not go up.
Having had several hours to reflect and calm down, I think part of it may have been the cups that were added. It may also be that I gained weight. But standing there, with five brides watching, she checked the zipper and then kind of threw her hands up. Said best bet would probably be to wait and see closer to the date. I swear to god. I've reflected, analysed. The only thing changing is me. The dress wouldn't change if she was leaving it alone.
So....I need to lose weight? This fit two weeks ago.
She hustled me back out of the dreaa, threw a flurry of changes at my head, then rushed me out so she could try to contain the mob waiting for her. I do not, by any means, think she is at fault. I do think the fact that she had six brides at once might have attributed to my anxiety rising to an unbearable pitch. Because she did not have time to calm me down.
I went out to my car and I sobbed. It's been a rough week - started with most of my mom's family declining and culminated in my dress not zipping up. But to he rushed through alterations and more or less told to lose weight....yeah. let this be a warning to you guys. Get your alterations done through them with a grain of salt. I was so frustrated, and so were the brides that were waiting with me. This is not ok. This dress cost too much and means too much for shoddy work and miscommunication.
My mom called and negotiated with the manager, and they're going to let out the sides for free. I'm feeling pretty bad about myself and limiting my calorie intake to air. All in all, if I had to do it again I would find a seamstress not through David's Bridal. Way too much money for so so alterations, and a bad experience to go with. I am so so done.