I Felt Bad For The Bride
Wedding Officiant here. The Bride was a wonderful young woman, although short, chubby, and slightly ‘frumpy.’ But a sweet girl, and very happy, and very in love. Mom was just the opposite. Tall, willowy, blonde, overly made up. After the wedding, Mom showed up at the reception in an extra-tight off-white dress. Backless and with a thigh slit up to her waistline. Stiletto heels that would have been more at home on the pole, not at a wedding. Once the wedding itself was over, the MOB made it all about her. She was the first person on the dance floor, worked the room at the reception, table-to-table flirting with every man in the room (including me). It was sad, watching the Bride, slowly slip back into her shell, eclipsed by her mother, on her wedding day.