When I look back at the others who have come before me in this arduous journey to BFA show I am reminded of my days at the flower shop, in particular the hours spent with brides. Some, few, were calm with a 'whatever' attitude; some were involved but deferred to the wiser/bossier mother/aunt/older sister; and some were hideous - crying because they couldn't get forget-me-nots and although they had no idea what they actually looked like nor when they actually bloomed, were their favorite flower and how incompetent of this florist to not be able to get a June flower in December. The tears, the wailing, the gnashing of teeth; the name calling, bitterness, rudeness, decent into hell for all involved, figuratively for those of us on the periphery but actually for the bride who quickly, easily, and willingly turned into Satan.
In the past 2 years I have seen all BFA students resemble one of these.
Of course their committee was no help.
We, as students, have to meet with our committee a few times before our show to explain, draw pictures, show samples and generally outline our show as a bride would to her mother, aunt, soon-to-be-mother-in-law, great-aunt, best friend, baker, caterer and florist. The bride comes to her committee with her ideas, a picture from 'Vogue' of her dream wedding dress, a layout from 'Living' of the reception and her list of desired attendants, both personal and guests. But, alas, the wedding is not her own and her committee remakes her cake from chocolate to angel food, flowers from lilies to buckthorn, dress from Pucci to Target, reception from lakefront to International House of Pancakes and her sister HAS to be her maid of honour even if they have despised each other since age two.
The committee behaves in a similar vein.
No wonder normally sane women de-evolve into Bridezilla - she doesn't want to lose control of her show, and however meek and mild she may be beforehand her groom is in for the surprise of a lifetime since her wedding preparations have either taught her to stand her ground firmly, and to the point of insanity, or back down forever - either way she will never again be the person he proposed to.
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