A pal of mine happens to be a bridesmaid in 10 various weddings, meaning she’s basically a real-life Katherine Heigl in 27 Dresses. Seeing upon myself to correct this journalistic oversight as she has yet to be secretly profiled by a handsome wedding reporter with twinkling eyeballs and a penchant for mansplaining the lyrics of “Bennie and the Jets, ” I’ve taken it. Not long ago I sat straight straight down with her and inundated her with questions regarding everything she’s discovered — from picking a bridesmaid dress that does not suck to working with strange family members.
Just like there’s no right way to get married, there’s no right solution to be described as a bridesmaid. My friend’s experience errs in the part of conventional — and American — but her insights provide an entertaining peek behind the curtain of exactly what being in someone else’s wedding can involve beyond keeping up the bride’s dress while she pees.