The day before yesterday, a very good friend asked me to be her bridesmaid. Of course, it’s a massive honour to be asked to be a part of someone’s wedding, and is very much a testament to your friendship. I will admit to shedding a tear, and being somewhat surprised, but for some reason, I feel more anxious about being a bridesmaid this time around. I guess maybe because this is the last time I think I will ever be asked, as after Zoe, I’ve pretty much run out of close friends who aren’t already married, but mostly because I don’t really know how useful I am as a bridesmaid. Actually, to be fair, it’s probably 99% not being happy with my appearance right now.
This will be my 5th time bridesmaiding, in 7 years. In that time, I’ve only been to 7 weddings, so to be honest, being a part of the wedding party is far more comfortable to me than being your standard guest. You just have to be with the bride and generally have a lovely pampery time getting ready and then just prance about in a fancy dress for the rest of the day. Eat a nice meal, take some photos, and dance around a lot ... but don’t throw up, that one is very important.
I think I’ve got this. Bridesmaid again. 7 years worth of experience should make me pretty well qualified, really.
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