- 6 years ago
- Wedding: September 2011
If you ever want a good website to read, go to http://www.etiquettehell.com. They have some wild current and archvied stories.
They have a section called Hell’s Bells. Here it today’s story and man was I floored!
I WANNA BE A BRIDESMAID! OR ELSE!
by admin on July 17, 2012
When my sister J.V got married, she had me and our other two sisters be her bridesmaids. We’re a big family (we also have seven brothers), but we’re very close. My sister chose her bridesmaids based on love and friendship, rather than obligation, and had her best friend be her Maid of Honor.
My sister was a fantastic bride, despite many hitches in her wedding. She took us to pick out bridesmaids’ dresses, and since my sisters and I are different shapes (D.J and C.H are slim and tall, I am an hourglass shape, the Maid/Matron of Honor was top-heavy), she refused the notion of having us wear the same dress. Instead, we went for the same color. As the Maid/Matron of Honor has the same coloring as my sisters and me, this wasn’t an issue, and the bridesmaids’ dresses were in very different, beautiful styles, and all the same shade of dark red.
We hit a snag when a cousin of ours, E, called my sister.
“I just got the invitation, and it’s beautiful, G can’t wait to start shopping for her dress!” G was E’s daughter, and J.V didn’t really care for her. G was very entitled, rude, and generally unpleasant to be around.
Still, G was invited, and J.V was pleased she was looking forward to it. She and E chat for a while, and J.V carries on with preparations. At the dress fitting, we’re trying on our dresses, and adjustments are being noted, when E and G walk in.
G has a dress in the same color we’re wearing. J.V looks dumbstruck. E starts gushing about how excited G is to be a bridesmaid, and how lovely the dress is. Poor J.V is shocked, and delicately tries to explain to E that G is not a bridesmaid, and that she’s sorry.
G starts sobbing uncontrollably, collapsing to the floor in a heap, and weeping. E is furious, berating my sister, and demanding that she either made G an extra bridesmaid, or replaced one of us with her. J.V refuses, and E threatens to boycott the wedding, slash my sister’s tires, among other threats. She has to be escorted out by security, along with her daughter, who is still giving shrieking sobs on the floor.
G and E were asked not to attend the wedding. We got through the wedding with no G or E related issues, and it was only after J.V returned from her honeymoon that we learned that G and E, with G wearing her red dress, had tried to get into the ceremony anyway, and had to be escorted off of the premises by two other cousins.
The kicker of this is that when G got married a year later, she sent invitations to my sisters and I. However, there was marker pen over them warning us that we were not invited, in our cousin E’s handwriting, and that if she saw us there, she would knock our teeth out. Needless to say, we were happy to decline. 0714-12