So I really think it depends on how cheap your "lovebirds" are. From personal experience, I have stood at weddings for the "not so money challenged" (had to pay for everything myself, right down to my hair) and the "we could use some cash" people (they literally paid for everything besides travel). Weddings can be obscenely expensive and very modest all the same. You could stop, and start thinking, now Debbie Downer, that's not fair, some brides can't afford to pay for all the dresses and what not, and yes you are correct. and likely pay for it, depending on just how lucky you are. So 6 months passes, you receive correspondence (email, txt, phone call if your lucky) that, surprise, she picked the dresses you are all to wear. By special, I liked to clarify that means her behaviour will forever be excused and she is to act as she sees fit. If this is your first time, hope to fuck, you get a good and generous bride, after all, this is her special fucking day. 6 months passes, you probably have long forgotten about that stupid promise you made. Anyway, so you've accepted, the easy part is over. You don't think they are asking you because the groom probably has more friends then her, or you are her only remaining friend or relative that lasted through this painfully long relationship. Now don't get me wrong, I am not saying instances don't exist where the request is genuine but your usually the maid of honour if that's the case, so get over yourself. Me? You want me in your wedding? And pictures? For life? Share your special day with me? Oh my god, of course I will! This is awesome! Except. Someone asks you to be their bridesmaid, and you, being a fucking tool, is flattered. I am sure you will see a rant soon titled "Weddings? Why?", anyway back to the bridesmaid dilemma. How is it that religion is dying, yet weddings stay strong, even when the people in question aren't religious? Well that's for another rant my friend. Or bliss? Whatever that feeling you're supposed to feel after spending unspeakable amounts of money to prove to your friends and family that you love someone or that someone loves you (hopefully both) enough to go halves on a wedding and split your shit for the rest of your holy matrimony.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |