bridesmaid dress for this weekend is cut for a D-cup...I'm a B... help!

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:OP, I feel for you! I wouldn't (and haven't, in a similar situation), shelled out yet MORE money for an UGLY dress that I will NEVER EVER wear again (every bride thinks her choice is the unique example of a wear-again bridesmaid's dress. They never are!). Find some safety pins and pin the dress on the sides, and stuff your bra or use pads (which you can reuse, unlike the dress). No bridesmaid ever looks gorgeous (I wonder why. . . . ), so I would just suck it up and remember that everyone is focused on the bride anyway.

And I"m sure you were the perfect bride and didn't do anything that offended anyone at your wedding. Oh, you got eloped or got married by the justice of peace? Then you offended all the people you didn't invite to your wedding. You just can't win if you're a bride.

Not the person you're quoting, but I had my sister as a maid of honor (no other bridesmaids) and let her pick her own dress. Seemed to work for everyone.

Does anyone truly like being a bridesmaid?

Yes, and I had a good friend who just told her bridesmaids to wear a pretty pastel colored dress, and I'm sure they were all thrilled, too. But not everyone wants to do that, and if you agree to being a bridesmaid, then you kind of know what you're getting yourself into, right? I've had to wear my share of sea foam green dresses, and pay for super expensive trips, but I grumbled a little, and now I'm over it!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Pads. You need more than a push-up, you need falsies. I speak from experience.

Ah, can you say more about this? Where should I buy them? This could work. I don't have any cleavage though - will it look totally obvious?

Go to trousseau in Vienna. They have undergarment solutions for everything. You basically need a bra with a foam shelf for your little B-cups to rest on.

[Anonymous]

Hey OP, how about an update on how it went?

[Anonymous]

OP I haven't read all of the replies yet but I just have to share this story.

My friend had a wedding circa 1997. She picked out bridesmaids dresses for us in basically what can be described as nothing other than poop-colored brown and let me tell you something, that material was SHINY. Oh, but here's the kicker. She picked out a pattern for the dresses and her mother insisted that SHE wanted to make all the dresses so they would be perfect. Hm. So she wants us all to come into town a week ahead of time for "wedding festivities" and so her mother can have time for the alterations. I was just starting out in my career and couldn't get that much time off so the mom says I can come up the weekend before the wedding, basically for one day (7 hour drive for me mind you) and then return the thursday before the wedding to make sure everything fits. At the time I was VERY thin, a size 0. And my height was / is 5'7". So I get there and the dress is two inches too short, and about 800 miles too wide. My friend (the bride) had told me on the phone that her mom thought I must have made a mistake on my measurements so she was just going to use my friend who she thought was about the same size as a fit model. I got there and the dress was just SO weird. Mom took all my measurements and was super critical of how thin I was the entire time (I was never anorexic, just really small framed and if I ate healthy and exercised, naturally skinny. Not so now though! But anyway). So mom criticizes me and basically has a fit as if me being slim is ruining her daughters day. the bride just sat nearby eating a pear the entire time. I can still remember her crunching. So mom says "I don't even know if I can fix this," and continues to kind of slam me for my weight. I leave, basically knowing already that the dress is going to be a disaster. And I was right. The thursday before the wedding I put the dress on and it's still 3 inches too wide at the waist and OMIGOD the boobs. She had just basically somehow taken them in like a pair of slacks, straight down the middle, and the result was cone shaped boob holes (think Madonna, seriously) about 2 sizes (plus the cone) too big for my barely B's. Hoo boy. Mom says she'll fix it. What can I do? Morning of the wedding mom says she didn't have time to fix it. She's still pissed off at me over my weight. My friend, at this point, is basically like some 80s movie heroine who is basically hiding from her overbearing mother. It was NOT the bride's fault (other than the fact that at the time she did not stand up to her mom at all). She was scared shitless of her mom, who basically took over her wedding and made her totally miserable! For bride's sake, I sucked it up. I wore that brown, too big, cone-shaped boob dress like it was my job. Did I mention it was SHINY? I looked like a hot, wet turd with madonna boobies. And the BLACK shoes that mom made us all wear were fully visible because the dress was cut so short. I looked like a maniac.

After the ceremony, I belted that sucker up to tea length and changed into gold kitten heels. Nothing to do about the boobs except own it. i let people pose for pictures of me in profile. We all had a good laugh about it. The bride, btw, is still one of my best friends. Unsurprisingly, she and her husband moved 2000 miles away from her family before having kids!!!

OP, whatever you do, it will be fine. And if not, work it, girl!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:OP I haven't read all of the replies yet but I just have to share this story.

My friend had a wedding circa 1997. She picked out bridesmaids dresses for us in basically what can be described as nothing other than poop-colored brown and let me tell you something, that material was SHINY. Oh, but here's the kicker. She picked out a pattern for the dresses and her mother insisted that SHE wanted to make all the dresses so they would be perfect. Hm. So she wants us all to come into town a week ahead of time for "wedding festivities" and so her mother can have time for the alterations. I was just starting out in my career and couldn't get that much time off so the mom says I can come up the weekend before the wedding, basically for one day (7 hour drive for me mind you) and then return the thursday before the wedding to make sure everything fits. At the time I was VERY thin, a size 0. And my height was / is 5'7". So I get there and the dress is two inches too short, and about 800 miles too wide. My friend (the bride) had told me on the phone that her mom thought I must have made a mistake on my measurements so she was just going to use my friend who she thought was about the same size as a fit model. I got there and the dress was just SO weird. Mom took all my measurements and was super critical of how thin I was the entire time (I was never anorexic, just really small framed and if I ate healthy and exercised, naturally skinny. Not so now though! But anyway). So mom criticizes me and basically has a fit as if me being slim is ruining her daughters day. the bride just sat nearby eating a pear the entire time. I can still remember her crunching. So mom says "I don't even know if I can fix this," and continues to kind of slam me for my weight. I leave, basically knowing already that the dress is going to be a disaster. And I was right. The thursday before the wedding I put the dress on and it's still 3 inches too wide at the waist and OMIGOD the boobs. She had just basically somehow taken them in like a pair of slacks, straight down the middle, and the result was cone shaped boob holes (think Madonna, seriously) about 2 sizes (plus the cone) too big for my barely B's. Hoo boy. Mom says she'll fix it. What can I do? Morning of the wedding mom says she didn't have time to fix it. She's still pissed off at me over my weight. My friend, at this point, is basically like some 80s movie heroine who is basically hiding from her overbearing mother. It was NOT the bride's fault (other than the fact that at the time she did not stand up to her mom at all). She was scared shitless of her mom, who basically took over her wedding and made her totally miserable! For bride's sake, I sucked it up. I wore that brown, too big, cone-shaped boob dress like it was my job. Did I mention it was SHINY? I looked like a hot, wet turd with madonna boobies. And the BLACK shoes that mom made us all wear were fully visible because the dress was cut so short. I looked like a maniac.

After the ceremony, I belted that sucker up to tea length and changed into gold kitten heels. Nothing to do about the boobs except own it. i let people pose for pictures of me in profile. We all had a good laugh about it. The bride, btw, is still one of my best friends. Unsurprisingly, she and her husband moved 2000 miles away from her family before having kids!!!

OP, whatever you do, it will be fine. And if not, work it, girl!

I wish I could see a picture of that dress. It sounds hilarious.

[Anonymous]

I looked like a hot, wet turd with madonna boobies. And the BLACK shoes that mom made us all wear were fully visible because the dress was cut so short. I looked like a maniac.

OMG, still laughing.

[Anonymous]

Great story, PP

OP, Victoria's secret sells miracle bras that add 2 cup sizes - I am a B and they really do make you a D. I also had the same experience - I think it was 'take 5' or some other brand of dress with a number in its name - and the hips were narrow and the chest HUGE (I am a pear). So I wore a push up bra and it filled it out; I also pinned the dress to my bra from the inside so it would stay up.

If that won't cut it, don't go with pins to take in the fabric - get it taken in at the dry cleaner. The LAST thing you need is a wardrobe malfunction at the wedding. (Pins CAN and DO come apart.)

[Anonymous]

OP's party was this past weekend.

[Anonymous]

Hi all! OP back (and finally recovered from the hangover!). I ended up with a super padded strapless bra, falsies AND fashion tape. And you know what, I don't think it looked too bad. And two of the other girls had the same problem, so we all just sucked it up and got out there. Had an awesome time, bride was beautiful, DJ was great. Thanks for all the tips and stories!

[Anonymous]

Oh, and I already donated the dress. So glad I didn't spend any more money on it. And now I have these falsies that I think I might start wearing everywhere