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Here Comes the Bridezilla! Instead of Wedding Bells, I Hear The Imperial March....

Posted by Miss Ess, August 9, 2007 03:05pm | Post a Comment
Bridezillas.
bridezillaThe word alone evokes so much these days.  I am sure you all know exactly what I am writing about.  They are really so common.  I have  myself recently experienced the morphing of a friend into a complete and utter Bridezilla.  It was not unexpected, but still, it was not pretty, that's all I can say.  Whomever came up with the term is a genius-- it's just so simple, so to-the-point...

I don't have cable but, perhaps (desperately trying to come up with any rational explanation for my behavior here) to have some form of commiseration about my off-the-charts coo coo friend/Bridezilla, I have been able to wrestle up DVDs of Season 1 of the We (network) reality show Bridezillas. 

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I know, I know.  It's a sickness.  This is probably a new low for this blog.  But there is something about weddings and the emotional havoc they wreak that makes me love to watch the show! It's definitely good to be at a distance from the madness instead of having it in real life. I guess I should add though (deep breath, full disclosure), I am a closet  fan of TLC's A Wedding Story too.  There, now you know everything about me.  These shows are my true guilty pleasure.  No, I am not ashamed of the pleasure I derive from my Entertainment Tonight addiction-- I would shout about it from the rooftops; Something about enjoying wedding shows is much more uncomfortable to admit to myself.
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It's kind of weird that I like them at all: I swear I am not one of those gals whose parents dressed her in a tiara and told her she was a princess. I have no idea if I will ever get married and, if I do, what my dress will look like or anything like that.  I suppose I should be plumbing the depths of my soul to figure out why the hell I care about wedding shows, but honestly, I just don't have the energy for that. 

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