I am turning twenty-six this July, and yet I’ve only been a bridesmaid once. Not that I am complaining. I hate wearing dresses, or gowns. The first (and last) time I was a bridesmaid, I was only in grade school. I don’ remember much of it, except that it was very hot that day, and I was sweating like a pig in a pink gown, and the food at the reception was very delicious.
I don’t have a picture during the wedding. I haven’t even thought of securing a copy for myself. Me and my cousin (whose wife I was bridesmaid of) haven’t seen each other in years, but I know they kept all the pictures in a big, heavy album I peek into from time to time when we were still living near each other. The bride didn’t give away bridesmaid gifts, which could’ve been my other souvenir. Oh well.
Anybody going to marry soon? I could be your bridesmaid. Just don’t force me to wear a dress. 😛