It is 2013, and a bridal party has arrived for an appointment in my store. They are having a good time going through gowns for the bridesmaids and the wedding dress for the bride herself.
Bride-To-Be: “I just don’t know. I love so many of these, but I wonder what George will think.”
Bridesmaid #1: *To me* “George is the groom.”
Me: “I see. Well, in my experience, you should go for whatever makes you 100% happy. Your fiancée will be happy as long as you’re happy.”
Bride-To-Be: “I guess, but he’s paying for it, so I want it to be something he would appreciate, too.”
Me: “Well, has he said anything about his preferences?”
Bride-To-Be: “Well, not really. Oh! He was talking the other day about weddings and was getting excited about it! Something from one of his shows!”
Me: “Oh, can you remember what show it was, or what it was about the wedding he liked?”
Bride-To-Be: “It was that dragon show that everyone’s watching lately. Something about a red wedding. Maybe we could do something like that?”
I go silent. I look at the pale faces of her bridesmaid entourage, and I can see we have all come to the same dreadful conclusion.
Bridesmaid #1: “Honey, no… you don’t want that.”
Bride-To-Be: “Why not? Was the dress ugly?”
Bridesmaid #2: “Trust us, honey. Just… don’t.”
Bride-To-Be: “Why? Was it truly hideous?”
Bridesmaid #3: *Walks over with a phone* “Here’s a clip of it on YouTube.”
Bride-To-Be: *Starts watching it* “Oh, it’s like old-timey renaissance fair stuff. That’s kinda cute—”
I hear the screaming from the video begin. The poor bride-to-be’s eyes go wide, and I can see her face turning pale. As the screaming reaches a crescendo, [Bridesmaid #3] pulls the phone back.
Bridesmaid #3: “I’ll stop it there before it gets any worse.”
Bride-To-Be: “It gets worse?!“
Bridesmaid #1: “Let’s just stick to the nice dresses we have here, honey!”
Bride-To-Be: “But… but that’s his favorite show! His favorite show! Who am I marrying?”
Me: “To be fair, it’s a lot of people’s favorite at the moment. I also quite enjoy it each Sunday.”
Bride-To-Be: *Looks me over* “Well… you seem quite normal.”
Me: “I think I am?”
Bride-To-Be: “Hmm… okay. Well, let’s see more gowns for my girls, then. But nothing red!”
Me: “You got it.”
I got a thumbs-up from all the bridesmaids, and one of them told me later that I had just saved the wedding. Ten years later, I got a “thank you” card from the couple on their tenth anniversary, so I guess they’re doing well!