Alas, another RotB has come and gone and I sadly didn’t participate.
I didn’t even know that they were still doing these. When Filene’s was officially devoured by the big fish, Macy’s, I thought the original “basement” would disappear too. Apparently, I was wrong. Rats! If only I’d know!
OK, so I know that I already have a wedding dress, but I always thought that I’d find my dress at one of these chaotic, hormonal messes. Josh and I shop Black Friday with war paint on every year. I was born to bite, scratch, and maul my way through a bargain shopping extravaganza like this for my perfect $400 wedding dress. I guess I’m still mourning the fact that I never had the chance to go.
Of course, I can’t help but feel a combination of terror, excitment, and jealousy when I see photos like this:





(photos by Glen Yoder, Boston.com)
I love my dress and I’m absolutely delighted with the experience I had at Kleinfeld’s. It’s every New York bride’s dream, so who am I to complain? Of course, it would have been awesome to pay a tenth of the cost, but really, I swear, I’m not complaining.
My only request dear friends and readers–if you are getting married and plan to attend a future Running of the Brides, please, please pick me to be your team leader! I’ll make the team logo, order the shirts, make the giant cardboard signs, assign the roles (dress guards, dress runners, dress barterers, etc.), bring 110% of my enthusiasm, and my camera.