We all know by now that when it comes to weddings, brides are given the green light to be dictators. They are allowed — nay, encouraged! — to tell their five best friends what to wear, boss around people who make food, arrange flowers and tailor clothing, and unleash violent bouts of rage on their betrothed, all with no consequences.
But how far do bride-to-bes really get to take this premarital fascism? Are they allowed, for instance, to tell their parents — who aren’t in the ceremony — what to wear?
Such was the dilemma presented to Prudence over at Slate recently, where a mother wrote in complaining that her future daughter-in-law picked a dress for her that sounds, to my best approximation, to be shit-brown in color, so that she’ll match the floral arrangements. I personally find that a horrific overstepping of bounds, but I can’t say it better than Prudie, who writes:
It used to be that “wedding colors” were pretty simple: The bride wore white. Sometime in recent years, however, getting married has become like an episode of a crazed decorating show with family and friends being treated as if they are animated paint chips.
Animated paint chips. Fucking genius. But more importantly, what do you think?
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