There are many serious issues with this family. That poor husband to be... I mean, firstly, I would think the mother would be fully capable in dressing herself. I realize I'm a fairly non-traditional bride, but shouldn't the mother pick out her own outfit?? If you really are that concerned, just give her the color you'd prefer her in...oy. And the mother just feeds into it by asking her daughter's approval.
Secondly, what's the father's issue with clevage? I highly doubt that the said exposed cleavage was anything indecent. I understand being conservative, but like before, shouldn't it be up to the person wearing said item be allowed to make her own decision? And, if exposed clevage is so abhored, why is it okay she's flouncing around without a bra?
It's just...just....arrrrrghhhhblarglesparf
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Or, you could add some more substantial straps so the dress can support her properly. Honestly, I couldn't imagine putting my mother in a spaghetti-strap dress. Actually, I couldn't imagine "putting" my mother in any dress. If/when I ever get married, I'll trust her to choose her own dress (though we'd probably go shopping together, anyway, but she'd get whatever she's comfortable in.)Quoth workerbee222 View PostMOB takes the dress off, and the tiny straps have dug into her shoulders. Frankly, it does look painful. Bride and MOB berate me for twenty minutes about how I should fix this. Well, I can loosen the straps, but then her cleavage shows more. MOB can wear a bra, thus taking some of the work of supporting her cleavage off her shoulders, but she doesn't want to wear one. This takes another thirty minutes. They are not happy with my lack of magic.
When I was a bridesmaid for one of my college roommates, her mother emailed us all to get our dress sizes, then she ordered all the dresses and had them sent to us. She told us where the hem should hit (honestly, is 1/4 inch really that noticeable?), and I took it to a local tailor and had it altered to fit me. $120 for the dress, $45 for alterations, done. Oh, and our shoes were $7 from Payless.
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While they're griping about the cost of alterations, I hope you are paid hourly and not per fitting. That way you earn every darn cent.
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I am glad I am having a very unconventional wedding.
No-one will have to put up with any bridezillaness apart from me!
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See this is when I love that I can trust my Mother to find something tasteful. Now I just need to find a tasteful man, fall in love, and want to get married to said man.
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brides that make my head hurt
My productivity was likely trashed yesterday by a bride who has to micro-manage everyone within earshot.
I pin the Mother-of-bride dress. There is great angst, because husband of said MOB doesn't like his wife's cleavage displayed. Bride has chosen for her mother a low-cut dress with tiny spaghetti straps. I shorten the straps, covering the cleavage by a couple millimeters.
I pin part of her hem, I ask if it's okay. MOB says yes. So I pin the rest of it. Then she looks at the bridesmaid, whose hem is 1/4" longer. She asks bride if hers should be longer, too. Bride says yes, so the whole dress is unpinned and re-pinned. Additional 30 minutes.
MOB takes the dress off, and the tiny straps have dug into her shoulders. Frankly, it does look painful. Bride and MOB berate me for twenty minutes about how I should fix this. Well, I can loosen the straps, but then her cleavage shows more. MOB can wear a bra, thus taking some of the work of supporting her cleavage off her shoulders, but she doesn't want to wear one. This takes another thirty minutes. They are not happy with my lack of magic.
Bride then berates me for making her life difficult because the appointments aren't convenient for her (she has decided that she must be present for every fitting of every member of her party, and present for the final, pick-up appointments as well) I make an exception for her, hoping to appease her. Another fifteen minutes.
Then she and her mother and sister gripe about how the alterations prices are outrageous. Quietly standing there, while they insult my profession, maybe seven minutes.
We have to record whatever tasks we did that day, and keep track of our productivity. A fitting that is supposed to take 30 minutes took me more than an hour and fifty minutes.Tags: None

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