The bloggy consensus is having your bridesmaids pick their own dresses is the right way to go. It’s humble! It’s easier for everyone involved! It will make your bridesmaids feel the most comfortable and look the best! Uniformed bridesmaids are creepy anyway!
I was frankly astonished when one of today’s posts on A Practical Wedding acknowledged the “alternative” of bridesmaids in matching dresses, even though it was written about like it’s a shameful secret, and even though it was in a post sponsored by a bridesmaid dress company.
Matching bridesmaid dresses: the uncoolest.
And yet, I am putting my sister and sisters-in-law into matching dresses. That I am picking out. Because I am selfish, inconsiderate, and not even remotely hip. I am a Bridezilla.
But I am also lazy! So when faced with the prospect of dressing the women in the Bridal Hootenanny, who, unlike my sisters bio and in-law, are not all exactly the same size and shape, I decided to not bother trying to find a dress universally flattering to the whole gang. I said, “you all find your own dresses!”
I said it with an air of self-satisfaction, because I could pretend what this is really about is that I’m not ENTIRELY old-fashioned/uncool/cruel. I’m letting my friends pick their own dresses! I don’t like things completely matchy-matchy like those square brides stuck in the 1980s. I am hip and considerate! Well, uh, at least when friends are concerned. (Sorry, family!)
But then… the time came to email the Bridal Hootenanny ladies. Apparently, when saying, “go pick your own dress,” a Bridezilla needs to send out a 723-word email containing no less than 15 images. And a corresponding Google document. And while I was putting together that massive correspondence I may have also emailed my mother-in-law with a suggested dress for her. SOMEONE CALL GROOMOTHRA, I NEED TO BE STOPPED!
Or I could just chillax and own my choices.
The sisters will look good. I’ll get the satisfaction of playing with them like Human Barbies. They’ll get the simplicity of not having to choose.
My friends will look good. They’ll get the fun of shopping for their own dresses. They’ll enjoy that, whereas the sisters might not. And this isn’t the first and it won’t be the last time my friends have coordinated outfits using a Google doc.
And for all we know, in five years, mis-matched dresses will be considered old-fashioned and lame, and the Knot will send out newsletters gushing over the “Newest Wedding Trend: Matching Maids!”