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The Nadine Merabi Edit

November 12, 2020

My Merabi Moment…

On Monday September the twenty first at eleven in the morning, instead of going for my usual run in Central Park, I stepped out of an Uber at the Strawberry Fields Entrance to the park carrying a bouquet of white roses. I wasn’t in the wedding dress I had chosen for myself (out of the hundred I had tried on), my veil was still in its box in my closet and my wedding accessory was a face mask (my something new and blue!).

#coronabride

My wedding dress was still in England along with everything else we had planned for the day. So instead at Wagner Cover under a canopy on the pond, I wore the Nadine Merabi Bella jumpsuit in white to say ‘I do’ to the love of my life.

Now this jumpsuit wasn’t any old ‘onesie’. It was exquisitely crafted from lace, embellished with sequins and finished by a lace up belt to match it.

The second I found the jumpsuit online I knew I wanted to wear this on the day that would now be my wedding day. It was love at first sight.

Weeks leading up to the perhaps not so big day, I started to worry if the jumpsuit would suit me. After all, I like others have my body hangups. I have spent the last eight years losing one hundred pounds and still do not have the ‘ideal’ body.

I bought a faja, having seen it on an episode of Real Housewives and thinking it would solve all my concerns. Only to discover, that once I managed to squeeze into it, the shaper actually made me look larger and curvier. My boobs were pushed up to my face like a shakespearean wench and my tummy had now become some extra hips.

Needless to say, I did not wear the faja. And yet somehow once in my Merabi jumpsuit on that Monday morning, I felt like… a bride.

As I had to walk through Central Park, I didn’t even bother changing into my heels. Me of five feet two Dolly Parton stature. I never thought I would get married in flats.

But I did.

I walked down the ‘aisle’ to Cupid by Sam Cooke (the song my dog was named after) blasting out of an iPhone. I saw the handful of friends we had asked to be there to help us with zoom and our pug. I wasn’t in heels, I wasn’t in my dress, I wasn’t in England and I wasn’t being walked down the aisle by my dad (who had adopted me). But I was in my Merabi.

I walked for those brief moments alone.

In my Nadine Merabi jumpsuit, a perfect outfit for the perfect day.

The Bella Jumpsuit by Nadine Merabi

Professional Wedding Photos by Megan & Kenneth Wedding Photography

The Cara Dress by Nadine Merabi

My Nadine Merabi Edit Reel

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