I’m running through the store with one of my best friends giggling as if we were in elementary school again. “How about this one?” she asks. “No, I don’t think it’s right,” I reply. The sales girl comes back with some more choices and my friend and I resume our giggle fest. I’m a couple of years away from 30. Why am I finding so much delight in this?
It’s because we’re standing in the middle of Victoria’s Secret. She has a one piece, sheer, animal type, thong lingerie in her hand, and I’m holding a florescent pink baby doll nightie in mine. The sales girl standing in between us as we debate. “I want to make sure she turns bright red when she opens it in front of her grandma,” I tell the sales girl. I was shopping for a bride-to-be and her bridal shower was the following day.
I don’t know why but when it comes to bridal showers, I toss aside registry cards and make my way towards the nearest Victoria’s Secret or Nordstrom lingerie department. “I want whips, chains, hand cuffs,” were my words of the day as I perused through lace and sheer materials that afternoon. I realized I probably shouldn’t have said it out loud because for a brief moment – I got embarrassed. What if people thought I wanted those things? “For the bride-to-be at her bridal shower of course,” I would then say (just a bit louder).
It’s a tad bit evil but if the bride is going to sit there for an hour or more opening presents, something in one of those gift bags and boxes wrapped in silver and white has to have something funny. I skipped over the bridal white section and made straight for frilly lace, ribbons, and dark colors. As much as I would have loved to give my friend a toaster oven, sitting there giggling as she opened up my present in front of her family and friends was worth more than a new apron or any hint of domesticity a shower can bring.
What did I end up picking out? A Moulin Rouge inspired piece. Really pretty actually but screams vixen with…drumroll please…edible body paint. I was giggling like a 14-year-old girl over Justin Bieber when she got to mine. It was definitely funnier than the virginal white baby doll with baby blue bows that someone else had selected for her.
So bridesmaids, friends of the bride…switch it up a little when it comes to bridal showersand know its ok, even desired, tothrow in a dash of spice. But please, no spice racks.
Until next time,
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