So, I try really hard to take the excellent advice of Margaret Mason of Mighty Girl, which is you really don’t want to write a negative blog, as you will get a negative readership, and that’s a heck of a lot of energy to put into creating more negativity in the world.
But I will say that I see a lot of things out and about in the wedding world that, well, put me on edge. But I’m not going to post a picture and say “You there! With the conspicuous consumption! And the $1,500 centerpieces, you are FREAKING ME OUT!” Because that’s someones wedding, and that’s not fair. They are indeed freaking me out, but that is totally my problem. I’m sure my general cheapness and craftiness puts them on edge as well.
However, I feel like I can absolutely say that a fictional character is scaring the cr*p out of me, so: Carrie Bradshaw, WHAT are you doing? I really hope this is some nightmare-esq dream sequence from the Sex and the City movie. It’s not so much the conspicuous consumption (It’s Sex and the City*, after all) but the bridesmaid dresses! I find bridesmaid dresses a tad stressful to say the least… but… um… to quote my friend Kate “Alfred Hitchcock Presents: THE BIRDS AS A WEDDING is not my idea of eclectic but stylish.”
*Full disclosure: I like Sex and the City. And of course I’ll see the movie. I assume Mr. Big did not approve these bridesmaid dresses. Man has taste.
**Fuller disclosure: Conspicuous consumption really does freak me out, and it’s what (I’ve discovered) I find the most unsettling about the wedding industry. Do I really need a Vera Wang gown, a ice sculpture, and 150 steaks??