If you don’t know already, I’m 44. This is not old-old, but it’s not young and springy fresh, either. By this time in my life, I had thought I had long passed the call of duty of being a bridesmaid, but, if not that, then at least, at least, I never imagined I would have to wear a bridesmaid’s dress again.
Until I got the text a couple of week’s ago.
My oldest friend, Jordan, who I’ve known since 5th grade, asked another friend and me (we’ve all three been friends since high school) to be her bridesmaids in her wedding.
Okay, I thought, that’s really sweet and an honor, and the best part was I knew I wouldn’t have to wear a bridesmaid’s dress, because we had had this discussion on multiple occasions. We were way past that stuff. Maybe a color scheme, definitely a pretty dress, but no official bridesmaid’s gown. Yay!
Until that text. The text where my friend turned on me and Pam and asked if we were free to go bridesmaid’s dress shopping the Saturday after thanksgiving.
Wait, what? Bridesmaid’s dress shopping? We are going to be wearing bridesmaids dresses? But, but, we agreed! We said no bridesmaid’s dresses! But… Noooo!
But what could I do? Of course I just had to say yes. Of course I couldn’t complain. I had to suck it up and deal with the fact that I was gonna look like an aging prom queen. Sigh.
So when Jordan texted to confirm early in the week, I answered with a less-than-enthusiastic, ‘Sure, no problem, whatever you want, blobbety blobbety blah.’ Our friend Pam did likewise.
But then, the most wonderful thing! A reprieve! Jordan shared with us that the dress shopping was going to be for her bridal gown. Woo hoo! Now that was something I could get excited about, so I texted back enthusiastically, ‘Oh, yay, that will be so fun! I am so excited to help you choose a dress!…yay, excitement, girl shriek, yay!’
Apparently it was obvious to Jordan that my friend Pam and I were a teeny tiny bit happy about this fortuitous turn of events when she responded to our over-the-top texts:
Of course, this hasn’t gotten me out of wearing a bridesmaid’s dress, but I will take a reprieve when I can get it. I’m definitely not a just-get-it-over-with kind of person. If I can delay the inevitable, I will delay that sucker for as long as possible.
But in the meantime, we had so much fun. I am a romantic, so watching her try on beautiful, feminine dresses made my heart happy and my eyes teary.
I imagine in a couple of months, you’ll hear me crabbing about bridesmaids dresses again, but for now I’m good. For one thing, she promised she won’t make us wear something ugly (but I’ve heard that one before…) Plus, helping your oldest friend to choose a wedding gown kind of softens you up a bit.
And she did find one! I can’t put up the pic here, but trust me, it is completely gorgeous. Like she will be. Aw 🙂