Ah, spring is here. Do you have any idea what that means? It means wedding season is just around the corner.
For those who are not familiar with the term, wedding season typically lasts from May until August. During that time, there is a veritable stampede of couples running through the aisles, rushing to tie the knot.
As someone who has already experienced my own wedding, each year, wedding season is especially exciting for me. Three years have gone by since my wedding, and I am now able to sit back, relax and enjoy the entertainment as couples try to achieve the perfect wedding. I know I shouldn’t laugh, but there is something about weddings that brings out the most demanding and bossy side of people, and as long as I’m not the one they’re demanding things of, it can be very entertaining.
I don’t know what it is about weddings, maybe the stress and the apprehension and wanting everything to go just right, but the smallest thing can send sparks and the whole thing goes up like a bunch of dry kindling. Anything could set it off. One comment about the placement of your veil or if your sister doesn’t help you when you ask her to (but seriously, they should have just helped me with my earrings when I asked them to and kept quiet about the veil, and I wouldn’t have had to throw things) is enough to turn a sweet, good-natured bride into a monster the likes of which you’ve never seen.
Normally, I would enjoy watching the bridesmaids walk down the aisle with fake smiles plastered to their faces, knowing that secretly, the bride had probably put them through hell to get there. This wedding season, I plan to attend two weddings, the only problem is that this year, I’m actually going to be a bridesmaid in both of them.
So far there have been no Bridezilla attacks, but it’s only a matter of time. When you have that much estrogen contained in one confined space, the situation can become volatile faster than you think. I speak from experience, having grown up with four sisters in a house with only one bathroom. The simple process of getting ready for school in the morning often ended with screaming matches, throwing heavy items and often pulling out chunks of hair. Now imagine that all of those same individuals are going to be trying to prepare for a wedding and you can imagine where the insanity comes from.
Enjoy the wedding season if you can. I just hope to walk away from it without obvious physical injury.