Pink-slipped
Bride told me what color dress she wanted me to wear — cotton candy pink (ugh). So I buy an ankle-length, chiffon cotton candy pink dress. Before I bought it, I sent her pics to confirm this dress was acceptable.
She gives me the okay.
The day before the wedding, I’m helping decorate and I see the other bridesmaids’ dresses.
They are above the knee, empire waisted and black with fuchsia waistbands (like what a tween girl would buy for a school dance).
The bride had no intention of telling me I had the wrong dress. She was just going to let me show up and look completely out of place.
Thank goodness the store had more of the black/fuchsia dresses in stock. Even though I am totally the wrong body type for such a dress — I’m 5’8 and very curvy, squeezing into a dress intended for a 15 year old.
It was bad.
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