Confessions of a Bad Bridesmaid

Get ready for a bridesmaid miracle.  Or two.  We have had a breakthrough people.  Hold up- today is my bday.  Just so you are aware.  Back to the breakthrough.  Betty Bridesmaid has been on a short hiatus.  Maybe because she was tired. Or nervous.  Or in denial.  Go with option number 3.  So any who, I was supposed to pick up my dress for Logan's wedding a long, long time ago.  I procrastinated.  Finally, I was forced to take possession.  I let it hang in my car for a week.  Then I moved it from my car to the back of my closet.  I don't know what it is, but I FEAR the dress (any dress really).  So on Friday night, when I couldn't sleep at 3 am, I decided to face the dress.  So I put it on.  Here is where things went CRAZY.  I. actually. really. liked. the. dress.  There. I said it.  I didn't know what to do with myself.  So I sat down.  Next thing I knew- it was 9 am.  I slept in the dress.  And when I woke up- I still liked it.  CRAZINESS.  I know, you are proud.  Then I took it to the bridesmaid dress alterations wizard.  I just assumed it would need to be altered. So she put me in the changing room (Recall my other past visits where I was petrified and thought that I would have to get naked).  I have matured people.  I was only 34% scared instead of my past 125%.  She came in and then asked me if something was wrong with me (In general or just right now?).  She said "Girl, you don't need no alterations.  You just a need to get yo self a scrapless bra."  Best news I've heard in a while.  She said "You like like you supposed to look.  Good."  I tried to mask my delight by almost tackling her and hugging her (Also out of character..).  Things were looking up in the maid department.  I thought yesterday was good.  Let me just tell you about today's bridesmaid miracle.

Today (on my bday) I had to go down to Bella Bridesmaid.  The place I hate, yet secretly love.  Okay people.  Confession.  I kind of like it.  Not the whole dress part, but the place is actually kind of cool.  Plus the girl who runs it is kind of a bad *ss.  I mean, when I first started in the wedding vortex, she had to deal with me.  She has turned this thing into a pleasant experience.  So I ventured downtown.  I got buzzed in (which also makes me feel cool).  When I got up there she dropped the bridesmaid miracle.  Home girl took care of my dress.  What does that mean you ask?  BB bought my dress.  I kind of wanted to cry on the spot.  I made it into the circle of VIP bridesmaid.  I guess she has lots of repeat business.  So I will say this. All of you faithful followers out there: GO TO BELLA BRIDESMAID OF CHARLESTON.  It is awesome.  This is coming from a dress hating/anxiety ridden/tom boy.  I've been transformed.  Here is the icing on the cake.  I mentioned that I secretly wanted to sport a fascinator.  Okay, confession #2.  I love fascinators.  I do not know what the heck is happening to me.  Oh well.  Maybe now that I'm 26 I will start getting a lil more prissy.  Maybe not.  Who knows.  That's enough excitement for now.  I took a pic of the fascinator.  I kind of want to wear it all the time... Just saying...

Make good choices,

Betty Bridesmaid.