My friend’s wedding is this weekend. I’m looking forward to it. Its my first Italian wedding. I was thinking about that this week, about 90% of the weddings I’ve gone to in my lifetime have been of the Chinese banquet variety. I think I’ve only gone to three weddings that weren’t. That was a bit shocking to me because my closest friends aren’t all Asian.
Anyways, I’m the chauffeur of choice to take my friend to the church. So, I’m borrowing my mom’s car, which is a hell of a lot nicer than my own car. I like my little clunker, but I don’t think she’s got much left in her. Plus, my friend seemed a bit relieved when I said I’d use my mom’s car since she’s going away this weekend for a week in California. I think the relief was partly cause my car’s not the greatest, but also because she wasn’t sure her whole dress would fit in my little car. Too funny. Her dress is gorgeous though and not at all too much. Simple…exactly how weddings should be, in my opinion.
Speaking of dresses, hell, it was rough trying to find something to wear to this wedding. I had an outfit for the wedding ceremony, but needed something for the evening. I don’t like shopping, so that was the first hurdle to get through and then sorting through all the crappy things out there to find something decent was not an easy task. And, there was a lot of crap out there. I’m not super fussy about my clothes, I mean I’m super casual (maybe that’s the problem?) but seriously, everything I saw was yucky. But, I finally found something (to my relief) late last week and picked it up a few days ago. Its just a dressy top for the evening, I had to admit defeat and forget about wearing a one piece and just do the two piece. I think I’ll be more comfortable anyways. So, I’m set for the wedding and the reception. I like wearing two different outfits, its the Asian wedding influence on me.
My friend is very happy and I’m very happy for her. She found someone when she least expected to. That’s the best part about it, when she didn’t think she’d find someone, there he was.
This weekend reminded me how catty women can be. I try, very hard, not to get sucked into the vortex that is the cattiness. The good, bad and ugly of friendship between women. Especially when there is a friend who is getting married and they all think they know better than the bride. I guess the fact that its her day doesn’t seem to matter to them.
The good: my friend is getting married
The bad: planning the wedding
The ugly: all the catty, backstabbing remarks
So, yesterday my friend and I went up to Barrie to meet with her cousin to look at bridesmaid dresses (I am not part of the wedding party thank god). Apparently, last weekend when the bride went up to look for dresses for the whole wedding party, there was a meltdown by the bride. My friend and her cousin thought it was ridiculous that she broke down considering she hasn’t really had to do a lot of planning for the wedding. I was…well, surprised by their lack of sympathy for her.
Fast forward, we go to the only two wedding boutiques in Barrie and they settle on a dress. But, pretty much the whole drive to these two places my friend and her cousin go on and on about how the bride is so narrow-minded, that some of the dresses that were picked the material was crappy, they didn’t know why she insisted on going to a bridal place for the flower girls dresses when she could have just gone to Winners. It was mind-boggling how they just kept bitching about the bride.
Then on the way home my friend continued the bitching. Its a miracle my head didn’t explode. I get that my friend is still having a hard time adjusting to the fact that her closest friend is getting married. I understand, but my patience is wearing thin. I’m not sure that the next time she bitches to me about it I’ll be that receptive towards it. Honestly, my friend is being way too hard on the bride and her opinions on the future husband. I want to shake her and say “get over it and move on!”.
Oy…my head hurts just wrapping my head around this drama. Its too much for me. Simplicity has always been my philosophy. That’s why if I ever consider getting married…my future husband better be okay with eloping.
One of my close friends is getting married this year. I’m really happy for her.
So, on the weekend, the future bride, my friend and I went up to Barrie to visit our friends. We were gathered in the living room of my friend’s cousin’s place and we started to talk about the wedding. There was five of us, and one of our Barrie friends was giving the gears to my friend about her wedding. My friend has very specific ideas of how she wants her wedding. And, so she should, its her wedding, she can run around buck naked, karaoke her heart out all night or whatever she wants, its her day and she’ll have it the way she wants, you know? I don’t have any right to tell her how her wedding should be and neither does anyone else to be honest.
Well, the future bride was getting annoyed by our friends insistence that she do things a certain way for her wedding. The tone was “you have to!!!!”. Then my friends cousin got into it, telling the future bride that she should have a tiara of some sort as her head piece. It was getting rather dicey and I remained quiet for most of it, but when I saw how annoyed my friend was becoming, I came to her defense, as did my other friend, and we both told the two crazy women to take it down a notch.
And, this is why if I ever get married I’m eloping, having it at city hall or having it at an exotic location where it’ll be a super small wedding party. I mean, its annoying enough when you’re told what to do in general, but to be told how to conduct your wedding? Beyond annoying. I saw what my own brother went through to get married, no thanks. The less drama, the better.
My poor friend, if she isn’t a bridezilla now, she’ll turn into one just to shut these people up.
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