This post made me giggle, and conjured up memories of a particularly style conscious friend of mine who was recently forced to wear a vision in apricot flowers with a silver jacket when she was a bridesmaid, much to her horror.  The only time I’ve ever been a bridesmaid was for my sister *suddenly feeling unpopular*, and she let me choose the material.  I chose a dark navy tartan silk, which back in the 90’s was the pinnacle of fashion!

Do any of you lot have any bridesmaid horror stories?