BrideZilla: l Brid'zill'a l
n., new breed of soon-to-wed women who abuse the idea that weddings are their "day". They terrorize their bridal party and family members, make greedy demands and break all rules of etiquette solely to insure that they are the single most important person on the planet from the time they are engaged to the time they are married.
-use in sentence: "please shut up about your flippin' wedding, bridezilla."
Now, Carlye, if you are reading this. I love you. Many-a-time have we had this conversation about your wedding and how chill you are about the whole thing. You don't freak out, you aren't freaking out, and you won't freak out, that's why you, my dear, are excluded from the word "women" any time it's in use during this story. The reason why I say this is because Carlye called me and asked me to be in her wedding in September, which I GLADLY agreed to because I know it will A) Be an absolute blast, and B) be creative and gorgeously planned by her and her and I are a lot alike. HA! =-)
But, I sit here in Starbucks in Dallas and there are 4 women at the table next to me planning a wedding. The girl getting married is obviously entering the Bridezilla zone as I type. She is foaming at the mouth about the flowers, the food, the photography, the guest list, the bridal party and everything else under the sun that weddings pertain to. It's kinda making me shake a little.
Not that I haven't thought about my wedding day when I was little, but newly engaged women have entered a twilight zone within the past 20 years and I fear their poor husbands don't wake up next to pig noses. Ohhh, the poor souls.
Why can't weddings just be simple? If I ever get married, it will be easy as pie. No crazy bridesmaids gowns, no $40,000 flower arrangements, if my husband wants to get married on the river, then SO BE IT, I'm OK with that. If the groomsmen want to wear flip-flops WELL bless their little hearts go right ahead! My bridesmaids can choose their own dag on gown and my Mom can decorate her little house until her heart is content. A wedding is supposed to be for one reason and I think that with all of the hoop-la now-a-days, women are getting further and further away from why they are making this decision in the first place. Pretty much ladies, it should be all about your husband.
500 people showed up for my brothers wedding this past April. 500. 9 of us in the bridal party on each side. I'm going to quit while I'm ahead for the sake that I love my brother and sister-in-law.
I guess everyone has their opinions on the subject, that's just mine. I don't want to ever lose sight of why I'm celebrating in the first place.
n., new breed of soon-to-wed women who abuse the idea that weddings are their "day". They terrorize their bridal party and family members, make greedy demands and break all rules of etiquette solely to insure that they are the single most important person on the planet from the time they are engaged to the time they are married.
-use in sentence: "please shut up about your flippin' wedding, bridezilla."
Now, Carlye, if you are reading this. I love you. Many-a-time have we had this conversation about your wedding and how chill you are about the whole thing. You don't freak out, you aren't freaking out, and you won't freak out, that's why you, my dear, are excluded from the word "women" any time it's in use during this story. The reason why I say this is because Carlye called me and asked me to be in her wedding in September, which I GLADLY agreed to because I know it will A) Be an absolute blast, and B) be creative and gorgeously planned by her and her and I are a lot alike. HA! =-)
But, I sit here in Starbucks in Dallas and there are 4 women at the table next to me planning a wedding. The girl getting married is obviously entering the Bridezilla zone as I type. She is foaming at the mouth about the flowers, the food, the photography, the guest list, the bridal party and everything else under the sun that weddings pertain to. It's kinda making me shake a little.
Not that I haven't thought about my wedding day when I was little, but newly engaged women have entered a twilight zone within the past 20 years and I fear their poor husbands don't wake up next to pig noses. Ohhh, the poor souls.
Why can't weddings just be simple? If I ever get married, it will be easy as pie. No crazy bridesmaids gowns, no $40,000 flower arrangements, if my husband wants to get married on the river, then SO BE IT, I'm OK with that. If the groomsmen want to wear flip-flops WELL bless their little hearts go right ahead! My bridesmaids can choose their own dag on gown and my Mom can decorate her little house until her heart is content. A wedding is supposed to be for one reason and I think that with all of the hoop-la now-a-days, women are getting further and further away from why they are making this decision in the first place. Pretty much ladies, it should be all about your husband.
500 people showed up for my brothers wedding this past April. 500. 9 of us in the bridal party on each side. I'm going to quit while I'm ahead for the sake that I love my brother and sister-in-law.
I guess everyone has their opinions on the subject, that's just mine. I don't want to ever lose sight of why I'm celebrating in the first place.
Dearest Cara,
I agree completely.
Love, BrideChilla
Posted by: Carlye | 11/14/2007 at 09:18 PM