Bridesmaidzilla Strikes Again
Yes I just made up a new category. With all of the friggen dress stress that this girl has put me through, one would think that she is the bride. No she is Bridesmaidzilla. If you recall I had to change the bridesmaid dress numerous times because nothing was good enough for her. The fit was wrong, the price was no good, the store was smelly, etc. I have been completely stressed out because of her. Loosing sleep & everything. Because of her I ended up having to change my entire color scheme. Which meant all my ideas had to change, end up in an argument with FH & have to have my invites re-designed.
So I did the nice thing and found a store that had two locations, 1 in Manhattan convenient for everyone but her & 1 in Long Island, no joke a stones throw away from her house. I was shocked when I received an e-mail from her on Wednesday morning saying she went to the store to get measured. I should have known it wasn’t that easy. I get a call today from the dress store saying that she refused to order the size that she measured & INSISTED on getting a smaller size. The dress is fully 100% satin. That means no give.
So I asked the sales women if I can change the size without telling her, she said sure. I get a fax of her measurements & the size chart. (her measurements are exact to the bigger size) Call my mom & she freaked out on me & forbad me to change the size. (you know the tone, short of her saying, I am spending all this money, you will do what I say) In the meantime my sister calls me & I tell her what happened & she wants me to call my cousin & explain the situation to her. Explaining the situation to her means a 1 hour conversation. 1. I am at work, 2. the order has to go in.
So an hour later my sister calls me back asking what I did & I told her I left her in the smaller size. If it doesn’t fit, she has two options, 1. re-order the dress & pay for another dress & rush shipping, 2. not be in the bridal party. Well my sister starts screaming at me. (remember I am at work & she is at work too)
tell me again why am i putting up with this issue still?? the dresses are ordered, if they don't fit i don't give a rats a$s.
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So I did the nice thing and found a store that had two locations, 1 in Manhattan convenient for everyone but her & 1 in Long Island, no joke a stones throw away from her house. I was shocked when I received an e-mail from her on Wednesday morning saying she went to the store to get measured. I should have known it wasn’t that easy. I get a call today from the dress store saying that she refused to order the size that she measured & INSISTED on getting a smaller size. The dress is fully 100% satin. That means no give.
So I asked the sales women if I can change the size without telling her, she said sure. I get a fax of her measurements & the size chart. (her measurements are exact to the bigger size) Call my mom & she freaked out on me & forbad me to change the size. (you know the tone, short of her saying, I am spending all this money, you will do what I say) In the meantime my sister calls me & I tell her what happened & she wants me to call my cousin & explain the situation to her. Explaining the situation to her means a 1 hour conversation. 1. I am at work, 2. the order has to go in.
So an hour later my sister calls me back asking what I did & I told her I left her in the smaller size. If it doesn’t fit, she has two options, 1. re-order the dress & pay for another dress & rush shipping, 2. not be in the bridal party. Well my sister starts screaming at me. (remember I am at work & she is at work too)
tell me again why am i putting up with this issue still?? the dresses are ordered, if they don't fit i don't give a rats a$s.