What country were you married in? This is amazingly beautiful.
If I had my druthers, I would have gotten married in blueorantique gold. I ended up with an “ivory white” instead.
Amish women still get married in blue dresses, with their usual caps in white. Their aprons are usually white instead of the ordinary black, although sometimes blue. (Men often wear their blue shirts too).
I initially planned to wear a pink dress. I couldn’t find anything I wanted commercially (I’m highly allergic, so I needed cotton or something that wouldn’t itch me), so I thought to have something made. The fabric I looked at and the cost of making it was prohibitive, and the silk gown I ended up with cost less than the pink dress I wanted in the first place.
A family friend who’d grown up in China but was getting married in the USA apparently decided that both white and red had cultural problems–she wore gold.
Thank you so much, I was hoping someone would ask 
Northern Sweden, up at the Ice Hotel. It was cool, if you pardon the pun 
Gold good! Nice!
In Jane Austen’s novels (Regency Era, so pre-Victorian) there are references to brides-to-be buying a new gown for their weddings. However, there was no notion of having a gown only for the wedding – this was going to be the woman’s best gown for the next few years. It may often have been white, but only because white was a trendy color for formal gowns at the time.
In the Little House on the Prairie books Laura Ingalls was married in black because she and her husband to be wanted to get married quick, before his mother arrived in town. Laura and her own mother had already been working on a black dress, so it was finished hurriedly. She and Almanzo married at the home of the minister, with only two other witnesses, because both felt it would be wrong to have a more formal wedding that deliberately excluded one set of relatives.
Indian wedding dresses are the prettiest.
If I were to do something crazy like get married, I’d go the Marie Antoinette route…but I’m not a fan of feeling constrained. Retro.
I love Ian Stuart, obviously, and he does country rich so well.
And if Vera Wang’s model ate about 1,000 burgers, this green thing would be amazing.
I had a yellow knee length dress and the palest blue petticoat picked out for a marriage that didn’t happen. It’s in my closet. Any takers?
My Mom wore a satiny light blue dress for her second wedding.
Were you by chance featured in the discovery channel show about the Ice Hotel? I just watched it a few months back, fascinating place.
A friend of mine married in a beautiful, very red gown. Not the most traditional of ceremonies, either- the groom had two groomswomen, and the bride had a bridesman among their attendants. I was one of the groomswomen. I am leaning toward a black and white gown for myself 
I got married in a deep green dress. I was very keen to avoid a white wedding dress as none of the symbolism that is attached to it is meaningful to me, and so I looked for the colour I looked nicest in and had a dress made from it.
I wore pink. Mainly because I hate shopping but my mom was all excited about me having a wedding so I bought the first dress I tried on that would fit, and it happened to be pink.
If I had it to do over again I’d stand my ground and wear jeans. They’d be blue.
Wow. Fabulous location and gorgeous dress.
I found a dress this weekend that I would have bought for my wedding dress nine years ago if I could have found it then (we were getting married just as chiffon was becoming big for wedding dresses, and I couldn’t find a nice, floaty one like I wanted). I showed it to my husband and said, “This is the dress I WANTED for our wedding - when you picture me at our wedding, would you mind picturing me in this dress?”
PICS! Please 
I got married in a Western-style dress that started its life as a fabulous deep teal blue sari with silver embroidery. The sari idea was actually the dressmaker’s (I’ve had sari envy for years - I just think so many of them are absolutely beautiful), but I ended up having to debate the color with her because she was, for some bizarre reason, convinced that I wouldn’t feel like a bride if I didn’t wear white. I finally just said "screw it, I’M the bride, dammit, and I don’t care if it’s white - I just want it to be fabulous!"
I did try on a whole ton of traditional wedding dresses first before going the custom seamstress route, but didn’t find anything that met my criteria, which were a) no stapless, b) no polyester or other synthetic fibers, and c) no huge, white poofy things. Once I realized that I could spend a huge ton of money on something that didn’t fit right and/or didn’t meet one or more of the criteria, and that I wasn’t crazy about anyway, or I could spend a bunch of money and get something made from scratch that I loved, I decided on Plan B.
That sounds lovely! I’ve always loved teal, but it doesn’t go with my complexion very well. My mother was married in a tea-length frock that looked stunning on her, and I’m highly in favour of the “screw it, I’M the bride, dammit” approach to wedding dresses! 
No, I think I might have first seen the Hotel on it though! Weddings there are sadly common, it’s a bit of a conveyer built industry (I was warned not to do the traditional late-bride thing, or I’d risk losing our slot…)