- 6 years ago
- Wedding: September 2013 - The Gables at Chadds Ford
Out of my five bridesmaids, two of them hate one of the other ones, and she doesn’t like them either! It has been this way since high school. There is no real reason they don’t like each other, they just don’t. I’ve been having nightmares that they will fight at the wedding or all of my wedding pictures will be ruined because you can see it on their face how annoyed they are that they have to stand next to one another. I honestly debated not having any bridesmaids at all in order to avoid any uncessary drama between them. Needless to say, I was not excited to go shopping for bridesmaids dresses.
The two girls that hate each other the most live pretty close to me, so I had the bright idea to pick them both up and we were going to meet the other girl there. When I suggested to the one before I picked her up that we go out for drinks after, she just told me that she really wasn’t feeling so great all day and she just wants to go home right after. I’m pretty sure this was her way of telling me that she doesn’t want to be around the other bridesmaid any more than she has to be. I fully expected that the night was going to be a disaster, and I was prepared to turn into bridezilla if they couldn’t play nice for a few hours. Somehow, the 20 minute car ride was bearable since it was mostly us trying to figure out where we were going.
We met my other bridesmaid at David’s Bridal and I was wishing my fiance’s sisters (the other two bridesmaids) could’ve been there to keep the peace. Standing at the front desk waiting for our consultant was slightly awkward, and they definitely kept a degree of personal space. In other words, they stood as far away from one another as possible without being on totally opposite sides of the store.
The consultant pulled the dresses I wanted them to try, and they went to their fitting rooms. They are all different body types and have totally different styles, so I fully expected their potentially harsh opinions of the dresses on one another. So they start coming out in dress after dress, asking for my help with zipping them up and clipping them, standing alongside one another so I could take pictures. And somehow…the night went great! There was no eye-rolling. There were no bitchy comments made. There was no sign of the catastrophe I envisioned. They actually laughed with each other, not at each other, when they tried on the most hideous dress in the store, and smiled in agreement when we found a dress that looked amazing on all of them. They even agreed to go for drinks after!
Were they being entirely fake, or were they actually getting along? If they were being fake, they totally fooled me. I fully expected the worst of the situation, and was amazed to see them put their issues aside and get along. I know they will never be the best of friends, but they reminded me why I am friends with each of them. They really lifted a weight off my shoulders in seeing that they can get along for the sake of being a good friend to me. I don’t want to push it, and clearly this is only the beginning, but I was super thankful this trip went way better than I could’ve ever imagined!
Has anyone been in the same situation? How were your girls during the wedding process?