Monday, July 25, 2016
I went "home" (Baltimore) to go bridesmaid's dress shopping for my best friend's wedding. She has 5 bridesmaids, of which I'm the a) oldest (10 years older than 2 of the others), b) shortest (by at least 3") and c) fattest (by a good 30-50 lbs). The upside is that she just wanted us to have the same color and length dress, but we could select different styles. I've lost 44 lbs since she asked me to be in the wedding and wear a size 14. Not great, but not horrible...or so I thought. So, we all have an appointment on Saturday and the "consultant" tells us to pick 4 dresses each to try on. She shows up 3 styles that don't come in the color we need. The other girls are LITERALLY size 4, so everything they put on looks great. They simply have to chose which one looks the most gorgeous. 5 dresses later I find one that doesn't make me look like Jabba the Hut drowning is chiffon. The consultant writes down the information so I can order it up front, but when we go up front the cashier says the dress is discontinued and doesn't come in my size/color anymore. I cried. In the middle of David's Bridal. The bride convinces me to try something else on and I end up really liking it. Again the consultant writes down the information and I take it upfront. Again, I'm told it doesn't come in the right color. I left without a dress. And truly crushed. I KNOW it would have been even worse if I hadn't lost so much weight, but I basically feel like the work I've put in makes no difference. I'm still disgustingly fat (and old and short). I really want to back out of the wedding, but I know the bride would be crushed.