If I marry in a church.

Oleg Cassini probably had me in mind when he designed this dress. He knew he'd make a killing off of me.

I've never been the fairytale princess type- I'm still in the whole cinder soot, house cleaning part of my story. This dress was the dream that appeared to me in Davids Bridal, back when my sister was fitting for her happy ending. Poufy dresses never did it for me since I'm a very simple girl. But when I saw this, something in me shifted. I don't know if it was the detailing on the bodice or the ivory color that got me. Perhaps it was the delivery of the mannequin (that at ground level stood shoulder to shoulder with my 4'10 frame), all I know is how I saw myself walking down a garden or church aisle clad in this gown and having my guests dazzled by my beauty.