It's tricky. I do have them, but it's a long story. I'll summarize!
My friend had a bridesmaid back out who was a size 6. I'm normally a size 8. She has decided that because I'm the smallest of the bridesmaids, I get to take the size 6, and her new bridesmaid gets the other 8. I was told I couldn't gain any more weight or the dress wouldn't fit. The dress is corset so I *should* be ok. It's just a giant head ache.
Oh and from having my kids I have diastasis recti, so my stomach pops out, makes me look about 3 months pregnant. This dress is so tight it holds everything in and makes me sick.
It's going to be an awful wedding.
There is so much wrong with this whole thing that I don't even know where to start. If I were in this position, I would say fuck you and no thanks to being in the wedding. You are doing her an honor by being part of her wedding, and the least she can do is make sure you have a bridesmaid dress that FITS you comfortably, for fuck's sake. If she doesn't care enough about her bridesmaids to care whether or not they're comfortable on her wedding day, she's selfish and doesn't deserve to have you there.
I would either tell her to go fuck herself, or tell her that you need to wear the size 8 dress that was intended for you in the first place, and if that's not an option you won't be participating.
The Knot would set this bride straight in a hot second.
I'm continually appalled by what some people do in the name of "their wedding."
Post by goldenlove3 on Mar 24, 2015 9:58:02 GMT -5
I have to pee really bad but the first time I tried to go to the bathroom it was closed for cleaning and the second time was full and no one was moving. I wish women would just poop when they have to instead of sitting in the stall waiting for everyone else to leave. You're not fooling anyone. We know what you're trying to do in there.
There's nothing like a wedding to bring out the best in people, and the worst.
A lot of it is just misguided nonsense - like what dress everyone needs to be in or whether they show up to the rehearsal dinner. It's all bullshit. I picked the people who I couldn't imagine getting married without, let them pick whatever dress they wanted, and truly just wanted them standing next to me at my wedding. I know I did some things wrong (I totally freaked about not being able to get my nails done before the wedding) but I tried really hard to remember that the day wasn't about pictures or perfect make up/hair - it was about my husband and I getting married. Everything else was just fluff.
There's nothing like a wedding to bring out the best in people, and the worst.
A lot of it is just misguided nonsense - like what dress everyone needs to be in or whether they show up to the rehearsal dinner. It's all bullshit. I picked the people who I couldn't imagine getting married without, let them pick whatever dress they wanted, and truly just wanted them standing next to me at my wedding. I know I did some things wrong (I totally freaked about not being able to get my nails done before the wedding) but I tried really hard to remember that the day wasn't about pictures or perfect make up/hair - it was about my husband and I getting married. Everything else was just fluff.
This is how I feel as well. My friend is such a control freak, that sometimes it turns her into an asshole. I've told her this, but lately she has a lot going on in her personal life that I'm trying to just give her the benefit of the doubt. I know that sounds bad, and I should stand up and say something, I just feel like it's not worth the fight at the moment.
A lot of it is just misguided nonsense - like what dress everyone needs to be in or whether they show up to the rehearsal dinner. It's all bullshit. I picked the people who I couldn't imagine getting married without, let them pick whatever dress they wanted, and truly just wanted them standing next to me at my wedding. I know I did some things wrong (I totally freaked about not being able to get my nails done before the wedding) but I tried really hard to remember that the day wasn't about pictures or perfect make up/hair - it was about my husband and I getting married. Everything else was just fluff.
The whole thing is so stressful, I think there are some small scale freak outs that can be excused. But expecting a bridesmaid to squeeze into a size-too-small-on-a-good-day dress, or to buy a crazy expensive pair or shoes, or any number of other horror stories we've all heard: It's just not worth it.
At the end of the day, life goes back to some kind of normal. I wanted my friends to still be there.
I think we should do away with bridesmaids altogether. I didn't like having them, and I don't like being one. Takes toys and goes home...
I like the idea of bridesmaids - I hate the idea that they all must be female and all sides must be even. They're there because you love them and they love you. The end. That doesn't come in matching numbers or only with vaginas.
My grandmother told me a story of how when she got married she couldn't have one bridesmaid because she was pregnant. "It was so stupid, Joy. Who really cares? They're your friends and they should be there no matter. But, those were the times."
There's nothing like a wedding to bring out the best in people, and the worst.
A lot of it is just misguided nonsense - like what dress everyone needs to be in or whether they show up to the rehearsal dinner. It's all bullshit. I picked the people who I couldn't imagine getting married without, let them pick whatever dress they wanted, and truly just wanted them standing next to me at my wedding. I know I did some things wrong (I totally freaked about not being able to get my nails done before the wedding) but I tried really hard to remember that the day wasn't about pictures or perfect make up/hair - it was about my husband and I getting married. Everything else was just fluff.
Agreed!
The moment I knew I had to chill out was when I smashed my thumb in a conveyor lid at work 1.5 weeks prior to the wedding and my thumb nail, at the time of the wedding, was about to come off. At first I was devastated, but that went away quickly. We laugh talking about the nail salon lady's reaction to seeing my thumb, as well as the wedding pictures where you can see it.
Speaking of books --> movies: Outlander, anyone? The new episodes premiere a week from Saturday, and I can't wait. I'm trying to get through with the first book between now and then, but I'm only about halfway done, so I don't know if that'll happen.
My favorite series of all time, but I talk shit about the show all the time.
The moment I knew I had to chill out was when I smashed my thumb in a conveyor lid at work 1.5 weeks prior to the wedding and my thumb nail, at the time of the wedding, was about to come off. At first I was devastated, but that went away quickly. We laugh talking about the nail salon lady's reaction to seeing my thumb, as well as the wedding pictures where you can see it.
My make up artist didn't show up that day of. The panic that ensued from everyone (except me) was hilarious. I kept standing there going "Is Jay standing at the end of the aisle? Yes? Then who gives a shit about make up?"
The girl who did my hair then did my make up. Voila. Crisis (for others) averted.
Post by expatmama11 on Mar 24, 2015 10:15:22 GMT -5
So my balcony is always a source for craziness bc it overlooks a really busy street in the city. Today I had to witness the fiscal police riding through and stopping to tear apart the fruit ladies things. They broke their chairs, threw boxes, and of course the ladies scattered.
They managed to catch one and took what she was selling. She wasn't okay with this and fought back. I couldnt believe how far she took it. It seems crazy to some but these women have no other way to make money. She physically attacked the police and when they tried to drive off with her stuff she chased them down the road throwing rocks. They snatched her up and threw her in the back of the truck. I'm hoping she wasn't taken to jail. It's so hard not to be personally affected by watching this stuff happen. After 4 years I'm still not used to it.
My day was cheered up a little bit later by playing with the kiddies at one of the orphanages. We do crafts with them on Tuesdays and it is such a good feeling.
A lot of it is just misguided nonsense - like what dress everyone needs to be in or whether they show up to the rehearsal dinner. It's all bullshit. I picked the people who I couldn't imagine getting married without, let them pick whatever dress they wanted, and truly just wanted them standing next to me at my wedding. I know I did some things wrong (I totally freaked about not being able to get my nails done before the wedding) but I tried really hard to remember that the day wasn't about pictures or perfect make up/hair - it was about my husband and I getting married. Everything else was just fluff.
Agreed!
The moment I knew I had to chill out was when I smashed my thumb in a conveyor lid at work 1.5 weeks prior to the wedding and my thumb nail, at the time of the wedding, was about to come off. At first I was devastated, but that went away quickly. We laugh talking about the nail salon lady's reaction to seeing my thumb, as well as the wedding pictures where you can see it.
2 days before my wedding I had surgery on my back/shoulder to remove early signs of a melanoma. The area was huge, about the size of baseball. I had a massive band aid on my back and I was so upset about it, but in the end it didn't matter. My photographer photoshopped it out, and no one paid any attention to it.
It was just a fun day, and I was marrying my best friend. I didn't care about the other bullshit.
There's nothing like a wedding to bring out the best in people, and the worst.
A lot of it is just misguided nonsense - like what dress everyone needs to be in or whether they show up to the rehearsal dinner. It's all bullshit. I picked the people who I couldn't imagine getting married without, let them pick whatever dress they wanted, and truly just wanted them standing next to me at my wedding. I know I did some things wrong (I totally freaked about not being able to get my nails done before the wedding) but I tried really hard to remember that the day wasn't about pictures or perfect make up/hair - it was about my husband and I getting married. Everything else was just fluff.
It is hard to do, but I very much tried to be as chill as possible. I am a planner by nature, but when it came to the wedding party, I was so happy that they wanted to be a part of our day that I wanted them to be as comfortable as possible. I just picked the color of dress, other than that it was whatever worked best for them.
In the end, none of "details" matter and are forgotten about. It should be about the marriage, not so much the wedding.
I think shows like Bridezilla may allow people to feel like they can act like total bitches because they are the bride. My BMs would have put the smack down in a quick second had I started acting like a child.
One of my bridesmaids was 7 months pregnant at my wedding. I love the adorable pictures we have of her bump.
It rained the morning of our wedding. The planner called me freaking out about how she would tell me. I had already been out for a run (in the rain). She was surprised I was awake, surprised I knew it was raining, and she told me they'd have to move the dancing to the patio. She seemed disappointed that I wasn't upset. Bitch, I'm getting married today. I had a great run with my friends. Leave me alone so I can go drink mimosas and get pampered for 6 hours.
My favorite series of all time, but I talk shit about the show all the time.
HA. Why's that? I get the "no on-screen version will be better than the book" thing.
I have re-read Outlander probably over 20 times. I have the book practically memorized. I spend half the show yelling:
"That didn't happen!" "That's not how he/she reacted!" "This is what he/she really said!" "This character is nothing like they were described in the book!"
It gets my blood pressure up. I take it way too seriously. #ctfo
HA. Why's that? I get the "no on-screen version will be better than the book" thing.
I have re-read Outlander probably over 20 times. I have the book practically memorized. I spend half the show yelling:
"That didn't happen!" "That's not how he/she reacted!" "This is what he/she really said!" "This character is nothing like they were described in the book!"
It gets my blood pressure up. I take it way too seriously. #ctfo
I read the first one and I loved it. I started reading the second one and I hated how the spoiled the end in the beginning. I was super sad about it and am having a hard time getting through the book.
I have re-read Outlander probably over 20 times. I have the book practically memorized. I spend half the show yelling:
"That didn't happen!" "That's not how he/she reacted!" "This is what he/she really said!" "This character is nothing like they were described in the book!"
It gets my blood pressure up. I take it way too seriously. #ctfo
I read the first one and I loved it. I started reading the second one and I hated how the spoiled the end in the beginning. I was super sad about it and am having a hard time getting through the book.
I read the first one and I loved it. I started reading the second one and I hated how the spoiled the end in the beginning. I was super sad about it and am having a hard time getting through the book.
Trust me. You think you know, but you don't.
This is encouraging. I hope I'm not getting excited for nothing though.
I think we should do away with bridesmaids altogether. I didn't like having them, and I don't like being one. Takes toys and goes home...
I like the idea of bridesmaids - I hate the idea that they all must be female and all sides must be even. They're there because you love them and they love you. The end. That doesn't come in matching numbers or only with vaginas.
My grandmother told me a story of how when she got married she couldn't have one bridesmaid because she was pregnant. "It was so stupid, Joy. Who really cares? They're your friends and they should be there no matter. But, those were the times."
One of my "bridesmaids" was a man. I did it wrong. We did even it out though and one of H's was a woman.
I read the first one and I loved it. I started reading the second one and I hated how the spoiled the end in the beginning. I was super sad about it and am having a hard time getting through the book.
Trust me. You think you know, but you don't.
Eh, I still didn't like that book. Book 3 was better.
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