Although I loved the salon where I bought my dress, the one thing they were lacking was an in-house seamstress. I received a referral from them for a seamstress nearby, but when I looked for reviews, I didn’t find many that were overly positive. So I began to search for a seamstress of my own.
I found Gaby’s Perfect Fit Bridal Alterations after a simple Google search for seamstresses in my area. Her reviews were incredibly positive, so as soon as I got my shoes in the mail, I contacted Gaby to see about getting my dress altered.
This past weekend BM Rocket and I went to visit Gaby at her studio in the basement of her house a mere 10 minute drive from the Airplane Hanger (aka our condo). I knew Rocket was also in search of a seamstress for her dress, plus she would need a tutorial for getting me into my dress on the big day, so she tagged along with me to Gaby’s.
The initial appointment was supposed to be a time for Gaby to take a look at my dress, tell me where she would make changes, and give me a quote to consider. I told her that it would likely need some hemming, but that the fit was pretty perfect. I wanted a bustle put in, as well as bra cups, and I wanted to create a sweetheart neckline from the straightness that was currently the neckline of my dress. Once I had the dress on, Gaby also told me that it would need to be taken in just a bit (woohoo!) then she went to work — with a sharpie and scissors!
I wasn’t really prepared for dress trashing this soon into the appointment, but I just hoped she knew what she was doing. BM Rocket was armed with her camera, and while I can’t show any pictures of the dress, I think my facial expressions say it all!
(Photos courtesy of BM Rocket.)
“What’s that you have there? A purple Sharpie? Maybe stay over there with that.”
“Aaaand you’re drawing on my dress. Holy cow. Was not prepared for this.”
“You’re cutting my dress! My beautiful wedding dress! I’m laughing nervously because I really hope you know what you are doing, but you have scissors very close to my neck and I really don’t want to piss you off right now!”
“Don’t cry. It’s just a dress. It’ll be ok. Deep breath.”
“Yay, it’s perfect! I was worried for nothing.”
(Apologies for the close-up nudie-looking wild-hair-ness photos. No shame in this bee’s game.)
And I really didn’t have anything to worry about. I knew I wanted a sweetheart neckline, and as soon as Gaby was finished cutting and pinning, I knew I had made the right choice. Perhaps she was a little forward in busting out the scissors right then and there, but she knew what she was doing, and before the appointment was over, I felt completely confident in hiring her as my seamstress. She was laid-back and humorous (she called my boobs my “babies,” as in, “Pick up your babies and put them in the bra cups.” This just tickled me and I was referring to “my babies” the rest of the weekend whenever I had the chance). Plus, her prices were right on target with the budget. Perfection!
Did you have any surprises during your first dress fitting?