“One minute I was minding my own business, eating crisps and watching telly… the next I’m a bridesmaid. No warning. Just: ‘Will you be my Maid of Honour?’ — and a glittery box shoved in my hands.
I said yes, obviously. How could I not? She’s my mate, and I love her. But I didn’t realise that saying yes meant spreadsheets, emotional support, venue scouting, dress fittings, Whatsapp politics, and navigating a hen do with three vegans, one wildcard, and someone’s nan.
So if you’ve just been asked — or you’ve already got the dress and the emotional baggage — welcome. You’re not alone. I’m Elisa. And this is All Things Bridesmaid. Let’s get you through it in one piece — with your dignity, friendships, and maybe even a spare Prosecco intact.
