I’m engaged and as part of all that, I recently went dress shopping with the girls and my mom. My mom has really been looking forward to dress shopping with me, and was excited about this. She’s also looking for a gown for herself for the big day.
Cue the store.
The sample sizes were huge. Seriously, it was hard to find anything that was not under a 12. This seriously distorts your ability to see what the dress will look like, no matter how many clips they use, and my mom was quite upset by this. The material was all fucked too. Everything seemed to have stretch in it. Even the nicer dresses were stretchy. I suspect this relates back to the sizing; easier to fit a stretchy dress.
All the MotB dresses - literally ALL OF THEM - started at a size 12 and went up to 24. My mom is an 8, and after a quick perusal of the racks, gave up.
But the worst part was that there was another bridal party in. All of them, all six women, were obese. The bride was the fattest one of the lot. When we got there, she was wandering around outside the dressing room in nothing more than a bust-high mermaid slip, probably the largest one in the store. This thing was stretched over her lumpy, disgusting ass to the point of breakage. It was just horrible. And everything they put her in (when the poor saleswoman was able to get her herded back into the dressing room) just looked terrible. Boobs and arm fat oozing out everywhere.
We cut the day short, to say the least. It was impossible to enjoy that environment.