Retrovival Revels in Tacky Bridesmaids Dresses
I may be a little biased in saying this, but being a female can be pretty freaking awesome. I mean, guys really miss out on a lot of the great pleasures in life we women get to enjoy: menstrual cycles, childbirth, boob sag and the bridesmaid dress. We’ve all been there…well, many of us have. If you haven’t yet had the pleasure my dears, fret not. Your time will come. Oh yes. You ain’t lived until you get escorted down the aisle in a pastel, pouffy, bunched, bedazzeled, belaced, t-length, tapered, butt bowed, sequined, layered, patterned, shiny, ruffled, stuffed, themed, taffeta, what the hell did I do to deserve this disaster. And despite the mix of horror and anger that you suppress with a forced smile or the overwhelming desire to get completely wasted at the reception, you wear the dress because you are a good friend or sister and you know that nothing makes a bride’s self confidence skyrocket like witnessing her girls look way ugly on her day.