Always super skinny, called Kylie or some other sweet femine name which doesn't quite go with the tattoo and at least a couple of piercings (always one in the tongue) and hate the thought of wearing a dress. They usually want to look as anorexic as possible pulling the bridesmaid dress into the bones.
Take one poor unfortunate of our brides who thought it would be lovely to ask her cousin who was 14 years old to be a bridesmaid. She had not seen her for years but remembered her to be a lovely pretty young girl who loved playing with Barbie’s.
The bride arrived first, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the bridesmaid with her Aunt in tow. Moments later the door slung open and crashed shut and the heavy sound of biker boots came bounding up the stairs. The bride looking quite nervous watched as the bridesmaid from hell turned the top of the stair to the main room. Complete with compulsory miserable expression and various piercings she slumped on the chair mobile phone in hand and proceeds to make strange grumbling noises as each style of dress was displayed in front of her whilst texting her friends some weird code known only to the under 16's.
Finally a dress was chosen much to her discontent and they all left the bride looking a little worse for wear. Arriving for her fitting with six inch high "street walker" style shoes she snapped at our seamstress “its not tight enough take it in” answering her mother back at all possible occasions with the usual "am I bovvered". She then exclaimed “I am having my nose pierced this week” at one point I thought the bride would faint this was all too amusing for me as in a way she was getting them back for all the rubbish I have to put up with from the bride!
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