I was in a friend’s wedding this past summer and she was a
bit of a bridezilla. Selected a pricey BM dress for everyone to order without consulting any of the BMs,
asked favors of many of the BMs (including me- she asked me to plan her bachelorette
party because her cousin, the MOH, was “too broke,” and also had other BMs
running around doing other favors such as creating programs, helping with DIY decorations,
etc.). Day of wedding she was downright nasty, acted superior and bitchy the
entire day except in front of the camera, and treated me and the BMs like her personal
slaves (the worst was when she asked one of us to run out to a nearby CVS mid-reception
for lipstick and eyeliner). On top of the bad temperament, there were a lot of
bad etiquette issues, such as cash bar halfway through the reception, a 2 hour
gap, and oh, it was her PPD and she and her husband hadn’t told a lot of guests
that they were already married. She has since reflected on her wedding to me
and has expressed how perfect of it day it was, how happy she was, how she
wouldn’t do anything differently, etc. I smiled at her but scoffed inside.
Long story short, she’s a great friend, but a bad bride.
That being said, I am getting married next year and asked
her to be a bridesmaid. I know she sounds complicated, but she truly is a good
friend who I’ve known for years and I would feel wrong not having her be a BM. However,
I’m already a little annoyed by some comments she’s been making about my
wedding. “Oh, you’re having an open bar all night? That’s expensive!” “Oh, you’re
not planning a couple hours after the ceremony to take pictures and relax
before the cocktail hour? Up to you but it was awesome the way I did that at my
wedding!” “Oh, you don’t need me to help you with anything? But I made you do
stuff for my wedding!”
The snarky bride in me wants to respond to her questions by
just saying “gross,” but the polite lady in me just smiles and moves on. And I
honestly can’t wait until my wedding day when I hope to be as cool and happy
as possible. I’m actually going to try to think of how unhappy and unpleasant she
was on her “wedding day” as a reminder to not be like that. I hope this doesn’t
make me sound like a bad person, but I do feel like I needed to rant a little
bit. I’m not calling myself perfect but I at least hope to be normal and
smiling and not treat my sisters and girlfriends like trash. And booze for
everybody!