I'm engaged
Bouncing around with my head in the clouds and a smile on my face, I've been in a state of happy euphoria for about a week now; a state that has only been broken a few times. Usually these breaks come as a result of un-sought and unneeded advice.
"You know, it takes between 8-12 months to plan a wedding."
"You should really look for a wedding dress that is..."
"You know, it's traditional for the bride to..."
and my personal favorite:
"Have you thought about waiting?"
What is it about major life decisions that makes people instantly think you are in need of their ideas and opinions? (My very pregnant friend confirms that this phenomenon only intensifies when bearing children is the issue at hand) Although opinions may be expressed out of a desire for my well-being, it is overwhelming to be bombarded with all this advice and worldly wisdom.
This constant flow of advice has given me a new perspective on the term "Bridezilla." Perhaps a Bridezilla is not, as we always thought, a self-centered diva who must have everything her own way. Perhaps Bridezilla was nicknamed so for refusing the "helpful" advice given by those who bombarded her with their ideas of what her wedding should be.
I feel for her.
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