Ok so, we're on the way to the RD and we're late! I look around and I'm dressed in a black skirt and white men's tank top while my girls are in their BM dresses....? We get to the restaurant(which doesn't have an upstairs) and we are ushered upstairs to finish getting ready while the guests and groomsmen arrive. I look around and the BMs are totally focused on getting each other ready and I'm left to my own devices.
Finally, one of the BMs decides to help me curl my hair and mentions, "oh hey, btw, I invited this one guy that you really can't stand and his cousin today and I'm really nervous, I think he might get drunk and puke in the fountain so I apologize in advance if that happens." Ummm what??
Then one of my high school friends that I'm no longer friends with starts chasing me around with this coffee colored lip gloss and tells me I need it, to which I reply "NO I DON'T I SELL FREAKIN MAKEUP AND THIS IS MY SIGNATURE COLOR NOW GET AWAY FROM ME!!!"
Then I look at my girls and realize two of them don't fit into their dresses(these two aren't actually my BMs but two of the characters from the movie Bridesmaids, dougie's sister and the main girl's roommate's weird sister that go the sketchy tattoo) and they have to each wear two hair dresser smocks instead of the dresses. Ahhhh!!!
Then I look out the window and see all the guests pulling up in their cars and dropping mail into the slot on the door, which I can only assume are wedding cards because I can magically see through floors now and I see all of them piling up on the first floor. Then I notice that the last car is pulling up and I look down to see FI and he's wearing a white polo shirt and black slacks. *Phew!* a huge sigh of relief that I'm not the only one that's inappropriately dressed, haha. He looks up at me and we both smile uncontrollably and all of my anxiety and confusion disappears
What the deuce is wrong with me?!?! Lol