A frumpy old woman pinned me into a bridesmaid dress that was made out of what I can only describe as scratchy, crappy, cheap material.
She said I looked beautiful, but we both knew I actually looked ridiculous.
When the Fiance had said, “I don’t want anyone to look prettier than me!”, she wasn’t kidding, and she was going all out to make sure no one did.
I felt like I’d borrowed my mum’s dressing up clothes, and I looked like I had, too.
I was the only bridesmaid who had boobs that didn’t resemble fried eggs, and so, unfortunately, the strapless dresses the Fiancé had chosen weren’t going to exactly work for me (something which had, perhaps, been intentional..).
And whilst the frumpy old woman pinned straps onto my strapless dress, I had a revelation.
It took me a little too long to realise.
- But I got there in the end.
Some people are too special to let slip away.
Some friendships are too precious to let fade.
We will fix this. Because, I belong arm in arm with you, dickhead.
