Your bridesmaids are your A-Team.
The Mr T to the grey-haired bloke with the cigar – they’re your close friends who know that they can be honest and open with you, but also know when to pop a cork in it to prevent hurt feelings, tantrums and being socially outcast.
Here’s a list of 10 things bridesmaids tell you vs what they really think.
“I really, really love the bridesmaid dress you chose. Off the shoulder, corset ruffles…I will definitely wear it again. Definitely.”
If I say ‘really’ and ‘definitely’ a LOT then maybe it will sound convincing that after the wedding the dress will not be permanently residing in the far reaches of my closet next to my $79 GOOP yoga mat and trainers that were guaranteed to make my bum look like Kim K’s. Also not a fan of the double Spanx that are required to not make me look like I’ve just given birth.
“Sure, attending dance classes to learn choreography for your elaborate opening number/aisle walk sounds fun!”
Lady Gaga may have told us to just dance but she isn’t doing the running man in stilettos with a groomsman sidekick, who suffers from an underdeveloped sense of rhythm. Did I mention that I was wearing double Spanx?!
“I love talking about your wedding!”
I actually really do but before we talk about the traitors who haven’t returned their RSVPs in the allotted time, please allow me to unload about annoying Meg from work who although appears meek, is in fact a tyrannical, psychopathic overlord who is running my life. I need you as a friend as well as a bride to be, you get me and I have things going on in my life too…mainly plotting to dethrone Meg. I think I actually hate her.
“No, you aren’t being a control freak!”
Yes, you are. Please let me organise your hens do without you getting involved.
I can do it.
I manage 16 people at work and an internship program. Trust me, I can handle a cocktail party and booking a minibus. I really can. I’m 26 AND I have a first aid certificate and two credit cards.
“I will absolutely hold your dress while you pee.”
Oh God, is that actually a thing? Really? Just hitch it up. Or hold on. Taffeta and Urine. Gross. I’m going to ban liquids on the morning of your wedding or we can go shopping and find a dress that allows you to perform normal bodily functions without an escort.