Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Sister Moments: When Your Little Sister Gets Married before You . . .

My Dear Reader,

When your little sister gets married before you do, you have to be a bridesmaid.

And when you have to be a bridesmaid, you have to go buy a dress.

I know what you may be expecting: that I'd be jealous because my younger sister is getting married first. The truth is that I'm not really the jealous type. It's also true that PetiteSoeur is going to marry a guy that I'd very much like to have as a brother-in-law, and while I won't go into the -they're-so-good-for-each-other brand of mush, believe me when I say that I could. And it's an honor to be bridesmaid, of course. I just find the whole process a lot less comfortable than I expected. And I hate buying dresses.

I'm just not cut out for this, I think. It involves two things that I hate most: being told what to wear, and wearing a dress for longer than one hundred and eighty minutes. Oh yeah, and there's the whole "look good for the pictures" aspect of it, which could get pretty ugly. I'm the kind of girl who likes to watch musicals, read Jane Austen, and bake things. I leave all of the other girly things to my sisters, and they generally have no problem picking up the slack. Unfortunately, there's no time for that when a wedding is involved.

I don't want you to think the wrong thing, Gentle Reader: PetiteSoeur isn't any bridezilla, not by a long shot. But when one sister is the bride and the other is the maid of honor, and you are the kind of person who doesn't get pushed around, there tends to be a lot of tongue-biting that goes on, from each side. And when the bride, the maid of honor, and the mother of the bride have conflicting ideas about things, the last place you want to be is in a dressing room, half naked and listening to some overly-fluffy eighties faux-music. Can you die from an overdose of estrogen? I just might.

Of course, I have considered that the problem behind this mess might be my unwillingness to let go of PetiteSoeur, but there's not enough time to worry about that. I have a wedding to be part of. In three months.

Regards, best wishes, and solidarity,

-Cecily Jane


Chris and Lisa said...

I just found your blog from Allie's and wanted to say Hi!! I loved reading this post and you totally made me laugh out loud. I hate shopping for dresses too but have never had the opportunity to be a bridesmaid as both my sisters eloped (thankful for that). I am excited for Allie. What is up with you?? what are you doing?? do you have a facebook too? Alright, enough questions - you can visit our family blog at www.theslyfamily.blogspot.com
take care

Megan Diane said...


Although you seem to think I am more "girly" than you, that was one of the worst days of my life. Definately in my top 10 of worst days. Makes me never want to get married...ever. I never want to have to put someone else through that torture! Ok, I will get married, but only if I find a guy that is worth that torture..haha!

I love you.

ceo said...

Hey its been a while! I checked out your blog and love it. You are so funny/witty and I hope we can be blog friends. Jason and I moved to Iowa City (he is in med school) and our blog is jcorien.blogspot.com
hope you have a good day!
Caroline (bailey) Orien

lina said...

Brillant as ever my dear. And tell her congrats for me please. ^_^ ♥

~Stappsters~ said...

My suggestion for any bride/groom is forgo the maids and men. Draw all the attention to yourselves.

Anonymous said...

Cecily, I hope you know how much I appreciate you enduring the eighties faux-music. When you're having a crappy day, the one thing that can make it even worse is "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun".