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Wedding Hell: Momzillas Can Be Worse Than Bridezillas


ZillaFrom u/McZorlack13TalesFromRetail

A few years back I worked at a wedding/formal gown store as a Bridal Consultant. The show "Say Yes to the Dress" was more relatable than I'd like to admit, and I have too many stories. This one stands out, though.

It was a slower day, and there were two other consultants plus myself just hanging around, when an entire entourage enters our store. We begin our spiel with introductions, what's your budget, blah blah blah, and get to the "So when's the big day?"

She says, "THIS WEEKEND."

Yay, pretty much a guaranteed sale! Since they were so short on time, Other Consultant (OC) and I join forces to get this really nice Bride (B) a dress asap.

As we begin gathering details for what she wants her dress to look like, it becomes very apparent that her mother, hereafter Momzilla (MZ), has VERY different ideas of what she wants her daughter's dress to look like. But obviously B's opinion is more important to us, so we pick out what she wanted: white, fitted, simple but elegant. OC and I bring some options into her fitting room and get her dressed.

The first one we put B in was gorgeous, exactly what she wanted. White, fitted down to the knees, the perfect cut for her figure, just perfect. She was quite happy. We brought B out to show off her dress to her entourage, which brought happy squeals of amazement from everyone--except MZ. Her face instantly looked disappointed. Poor B was sad to make her mom feel bad, and it got really awkward really fast.

OC and I asked MZ what she had hoped to see, and it was basically the opposite: ivory, Princess ballgown, fancy...

B was clearly not thrilled with that, and tried to argue with MZ, while we continued trying to bring the focus back to B. It was HER wedding, after all!

After a couple of incredibly awkward minutes, MZ looked B straight in the eyes and said, "I have dreamed about your wedding day since you were born. In my dreams you are always in an ivory dress. You NEED to do what I want you to do."

And with that, B slumped back to the fitting room, removed the dress, and left with her whole entourage. OC and I spent the rest of the day trying to pick our jaws up off the floor.

Did I mention that their wedding was that weekend??




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