I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything since last Friday (it’s been a crazy week), but here’s a follow up that I was happy to read this morning:
So Carolyn, about an hour after your chat last week I called up my nasty bridezilla friend (the one who dropped another bridesmaid for being too fat) and told her that I wouldn’t be in her wedding. She asked me why and I told her that I thought her treatment of B was beyond the pale and that I can’t stand somewhere in support of it. So she got supremely angry (I believe the exact quote was “are you [expletive deleted] kidding me? Who the [bleep] are you to judge me?”) and told me in no uncertain terms why I was a bad friend. I learned that I was the third bridesmaid to drop out! She said she was trying to provide B a reason to lose weight. So I said, “so you’re a humanitarian?” which I probably shouldn’t have, though at first she didn’t catch that I was not being sincere. We ended the conversation super-acrimoniously.
“So on Sunday my mom calls me – A’s mom had called her to tell her that I was being flaky by dropping out of the wedding. Are we 6? I told my mom that A was a psycho hosebeast and my mom agreed, and then told me to remember to take the high road. So I sent her mom a check to cover the cost of my dress, and I sent a letter telling her that I value our friendship but can’t stand by her when I think she’s making bad choices that she will regret. And then at home, I cackled with glee when I heard from C that A is telling everyone that I ruined her big day and organized a bridesmaid revolt. I guess the other two who dropped before me made excuses, whereas I told her straight up. Is it bad for me to not feel any remorse that 3 of her 4 bridesmaids, and two groomsmen, dropped out (fourth bridesmaid is bride’s sister)? Because I feel really good.
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