in which i ramble about a tv crush, a movie and bridesmaid dresses

June 4, 2010

in which i ramble about a tv crush, a movie and bridesmaid dresses

I’d like to add a quick disclaimer to the top of this post.  I’m fairly certain it is one of the most random I’ve written and is totally all over the place.  I don’t even want to reread it, so I don’t even know for sure what it says.  That being said, please feel free to click away now.  (As opposed to the rest of the time when you are 1,000% obligated to suffer through every last word.

I watched the movie 27 Dresses last night.  It was on my list for a lot of reasons.  One of which being that the leading man was my first hollywood-crush.

Ricky from Second Noah.

Okay, so no one probably remembers that tv show except for me.  James Marsden has also been in entertainment greats like X-Men, The Notebook, Hairspray, and Enchanted.

Don’t worry, honey.  Ricky was my first love, but it was the fictional character, not the actor I was hot for.

Anyway, back to the movie.

If you haven’t seen it, it’s about a girl who is looking for love and in the meantime, has been a bridesmaid in 27 different weddings all with hideous dresses.

Do brides really choose ugly dresses on purpose for their bridesmaids, so that they will look prettier by comparison?  That’s messed up.

Whatever though, it’s your wedding photos.

I’ve been in 4 weddings.  I’ve worn red, sage green, pewter with sequins and most recently a purplish gray.

I think my bridesmaid season is over.

And I’m not really sad about it.

I was in four weddings and I was happy as a clam to stand up beside my sister/friends on their very special wedding days.  I was happy to host showers, have dress fittings and smile for pictures.  I was even willing (if not happy) to give maid of honor speeches.

And that’s saying something.

This was my first wedding party experience.  The bride was my dear friend who I’ve known since kindergarten.  When I saw her in her dress and veil on her wedding day, I teared up.  Because she looked like a bride.  And we were grown up.  I don’t remember much else about it now, it was five days before Christmas and I was the manager of the department of a department store that carries all of the Christmas stuff, among many many other things.  I think I left work early, drove straight to the rehearsal (five hours away) and left early in the morning after the wedding and went straight to work.  December 2003 is a big blur for me of work, work and more work.

This was the wedding of my college roommate.  We actually went to high school together, but were not good friends until college.  And, I think good is a bit of an understatement in this case.  We lived together three years and I think it’s safe to say that we were in a place in between friends and real life sisters.  She married her high school sweetheart, and her wedding was like an unofficial five year reunion for the Class of ’99.  We ate a lot of bacon for breakfast and had many laughs along the way.

I don’t have a picture on this computer from the other wedding I was in, but this is from my sister’s wedding this past April.  The whole thing was in her backyard and she would have been my hero just for considering it, but she actually attempted it and pulled it off beautifully.  What else can I say.  She’s my sister.  She rocks.  Almost as much as me.

Speaking of me (what is more narcissistic than a blog?), this picture is from my wedding.  The bridesmaids in my wedding wore green.  Not my first choice of a color, but that was the color of the dress that I ended up liking.  It ended up looking great in photos and I had zero regrets about it.  And, both of my bridesmaids have worn it at least one time other than my wedding.  To me, that is a bridesmaid dress WIN.

Now, I’m just looking forward to the day that all of these photos look hilariously out of style.  Until then, congrats to those of you who got married in the early 90’s.  Puffed sleeves, lots of lace and crazy headpieces?  You were a rockin’ bride.

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