I wish I had waited another three years before I got married.  Not because I didn’t want to get married when I did, but because the choices and inspiration for wedding dresses would have been so much better. Every single dress I saw was either 1) a boring strapless A-line princess dress, or 2) a stunning, but completely age and temperament inappropriate, slinky, backless, cleavage plunging temptress frock or 3) something with a corset bodice and a mildly interesting skirt, visually acceptable but climate unsuitable. So I decided that despite writing a thesis, preparing to immigrate to New Zealand, planning a wedding, moving from the Bay Area to New York to Hawaii to New Zealand within the space of 6 months, and working almost full time through all of it, I decided there was no cure for it, I was going to have to make my own dress. Three things had a huge influence on the design of my wedding dress. 1) A good friend told me “It’s hard to dance with 9 pounds of …