- 6 years ago
- Wedding: October 2014 - UK
My very best friend I’ve known since I was about 7. And I think I sort of took it for granted that she would be my Maid of Honour. But the more I considered it, the more I realised that perhaps it wouldn’t be for the best.
So I wrote this email:
I would love to be your not-bridesmaid. I would have, in fact, been horribly insulted had you not asked, cried into my pillow and made voodoo dolls of you in my spare time. In short, we would have become Mortal Enemies (capital letters very much necessary). I am available for any activities you should require me to be available for. I can even, probably, tell you if shoes are hideous or not… probably. I might be bad at saying nice things about them though… If you want a cake taster I’m so there. With bells on. And in fact, I might bring bells. There should be bells.
Also available for ranting, raving and throwing things at if necessary. I am a multi-purpose friend. (I even come with that strange accessory for getting stones out of horses’ hooves, occasionally).
(I laughed at your intro and Elly asked what I was laughing at, so I told her I’d just been asked to not be a bridesmaid. She was upset on my behalf. That made me laugh more :D)
Basically – I shall do whatever you need me to do. Let’s face it, I haven’t really got a life anyway, so my availability is pretty much all the time.
Glad I don’t have to construct voodoo altars and slaughter chickens in vengeance,
I’ve seen a few posts about Bridesmaid drama recently, and thought this might make people smile – sometimes it’s just about the sentiment. She knows I want her there, but I’m not going to make her do something she’s not happy with. And We Lived Happily Ever After. 🙂