Parisian wedding dresses

When we went to Paris just before Christmas, I picked our hotel based on price (Mr. HH is ridiculously cheap-I don’t know how he ended up with me).  I didn’t go for super cheap (cause those can be scary), but we certainly weren’t going to stay next to the Louvre or off the Champs Elysee.  We stayed near the Gare du Nord and Gare de l’Est (North and East train stations, which are just a few block from each other).  Apparently, this is the wedding district.  Almost every shop was dedicated to le beau mariage.  I got so many responses and emails about the wedding dress photos I took in Strasbourg  (Interestingly I was sick then too—seeing a pattern?), I thought you might like to see some from the Parisian shops.  I have to say, the prices weren’t nearly as bad as I thought they would be, but again, these were not the pricey boutiques on the Champs Elysee.

I’m not so sure about the green flowery, poofy things on the dress in the first photo, but I like the use of color and the different whites.

 

They seem to be big into detail work.  The last one though, you have to be really confident, in great shape and have an understanding fiancé to pull off.

 

 

The above photos were taken at night, but the next day, I took some from a few other shops.  The night photos are better IMO because they have few reflections in them, but in a few of them, you get an idea of the area from the reflection. 

This first gown I liked so much I took a close up of the detail.  Isn’t that pretty?  And look only 349 Euro!  With the exchange rate today, that’s just under $500.  That’s a bargain!

                   

The mannequin on the far right of the first photo looks like she’s been celebrating too much.   I’m not sure about the dress in the far right of the second photo.  It looks kind of like birds attacked it.  The dress in the far left of the second photo though, I think is lovely.

 

They seem to be really into the whole layering thing.  Let me tell you how thrilled Mr. HH, Indy and my dad were that I kept making them stop to look at wedding dresses. 

    

Layering, frou-frou and beading!  Oh, my!

I’m assuming this first gown is either a MOB dress or a dress for a second wedding.  It seems a bit matronly, but still, it’s lovely.  The one next to it, however is anything but matronly.  Down right scandalous!  Again, you have to be really confident and in really good shape to wear that.

                          

 

And finally, because I could, hello!  Shoes!  I thought the glittery starry shoes would be perfect for a NY Eve party.  The boys wouldn’t let me stop to try them on (probably because Mr. HH knew they’d somehow end up in my luggage).  I need to go to Paris with girls.  Stupid boys. 

I hope you enjoyed a little peek at the wedding district.  Until next time, bon appetite!  Oh, no wait, that’s Julia Childs’ line, isn’t it?  Well then, merci d'être passé sur.  Or something like that.