My cousin Bridget is the only cousin I have that is the same age as me. When we were little we were always really close even when she lived half a state away. We were both excited when her family moved close by instead of being 3 hours away. We were just hitting our teen years and we spent a lot of nights having sleep overs eating "dorichos" (Doritos nachos, which I only have with her), watching movies, playing the guitar and drums in their basement, and listening to NSYNC or Backstreet Boys. As we've gotten older we have taken different paths and interests, but we're still close. When she got engaged and asked me to do her hair and make-up for her bridals and reception, I was totally honored! She has always been more of a tom-boy and I was the one more interested in hair and make-up, but I've never had someone ask me to help with their wedding before!
I had so much fun spending time with her for her bridals and reception. Our schedules make it so that we can't hang out too much, so I was really excited for this. She looked so beautiful! My old phone just could not do her pictures justice. Each time I did her hair I just couldn't help but admire how good it turned out! You could tell that she felt beautiful.
For her reception she was so nervous! I did my best to keep her calm by talking about our teenage memories or whatever would keep her from worrying about going in front of a bunch of people. (Like the time I dolled her up and she dressed me like a tomboy wearing a Blink-182 shirt when we went to the store. The check-out guy saw my shirt and asked me which album was my favorite... He's lucky I knew they were a band!) Her sister-in-law Natalie also chatted with us and we both made sure she ate. I also helped her with her veil when it was falling off when she was dancing, grabbed the garter and helped get it on before the tossing began, and helped her get in and out of the dress.
After it was over and the dress was back in the garment bag, Bridget thanked me for being so helpful for her. She started to cry as she told me how much it meant to her that I stepped in essentially as a Maid of Honor and made sure everything was taken care of and for helping her to feel pretty. I had done so well at not crying until that point. She's now promised we're going to have to have a cheesy movie night with dorichos to pay me back for all I did. I didn't feel like I did that much, I just stepped in where I saw some help was needed. After all, for a long time we were practically sisters, not just cousins and I was more than glad to be helpful on her big day.
Hey Lady! I just now saw this! And it made me cry! :D
ReplyDeleteFirst of all i want to say how much i LOVE you! And thank you SO much for stepping in to help and for being my Maid of Honor! In what i've seen and experienced in weddings the Maid of Honor roll kind of just becomes like a status symbol and the title gets to the girls heads, but you embodied what it is to be a Maid of Honor without even getting the bragging rights to show for it LOL. You worked your magic on me and made me feel like a princess, you fetched things for me and you even got right up under my dress when my garter belt kept sliding off my leg! and you did it because of love and friendship, not because i asked you to be a Maid of Honor and so you "had to". So truly, Thank you!! You always were more than just a cousin to me... :D
Gosh, Bridget. You're going to make me cry again!! Love you too!!!
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