Here comes the… Wait a minute!
Is there a bride-zilla on the loose?
You swore it would never happen to you, but it has. You have spent years and years passing judgement on those high-maintenance lunatics you’ve seen on reality t.v., feeling sorry for the poor shlubs who have no idea what they are signing up for…but, then the planning for your special day begins.
The stress is real.
Of course every bride is going to have some minor meltdowns regarding their hair & makeup, dress or perhaps even an overbearing mother-in-law before the big sashay down the isle, but has it gotten so bad that the maids have totally avoided calls just because you have turned into that bridal diva we all love to hate?
Girl, reel it back in. Pull yourself together. In the quest for a happily ever after, fairy tale dream, you have completely lost sight of the true sanctity of matrimony.
If your Maid of Honor, who you’ve known your entire life is one catastrophic cake tasting or unnecessary dress fitting/rehearsal away from resigning from the position, or your 5 year old niece is breaking out in hives over the flower petals to be thrown at your feet, then toots, you are going too far.
Put yourself or the bride-to-be through the ultimate maze towards wedded bliss. From the food to the playlist, to something borrowed, something blue, on a scale of 1-10, discover how bad you or she really is! Then, help a fellow sister friend get back on track.
One day she will thank you, and so will the Groom. (Poor Guy!)
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