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I don’t know how to write this post without being overly cheesy and sappy and gushy. If you are having an “I’m angry and I want to stay that way” kind of day, I suggest proceeding with caution.
My whole life, I insisted I wouldn’t have a bridal shower.
But my mom was always like, “You have to have a bridal shower!” (In a loving way, not a “You have to take a shower today, Alison, it’s been a week” way.) Something about sitting in a room opening gifts (that Brian and I had registered for…) while my loved ones watched me seemed like it would be awkward and uncomfortable.
And yet, my bridal shower was this past Saturday, and I did, in fact, sit and open gifts while the best women in the world watched me and everyone “ooh-ed” and “aah-ed” as if on cue.
It was one of my favorite days of my whole life.
Not because of the attention, and not at all because of the gifts.
But because for many hours on Saturday, I got to be in a beautiful room (at my bridesmaid Lauren’s mom’s innnncredible house in Westchester) surrounded by the most kind, wonderful, gracious women in my life. They came from New Hampshire, Rhode Island, Long Island, Boston, Connecticut, and Los Angeles. For me.
Within the first hour, my cheeks already hurt from smiling so much.
I got to watch as my grandmother and Brian’s met for the first time and helped each other navigate an iPad. They held hands on their way to get dessert, telling everyone they were “best friends.”
I got to watch my college girlfriends reenact my old Kickline routines (eight years later and they still know all the moves; no, they weren’t on the team).
I got to eat macaroni and cheese, my mom’s Death by Chocolate, and BFF Michael’s mint chocolate brownies.
I got to watch my mom and Brian’s bond over how they have absolutely everything in common.
Everyone shared “a memory of the bride,” and Brian showed up at the end (well, what was supposed to be the end — the party kept going for many hours longer) and everyone “ooh-ed” and “aah-ed” over him, too.
We had a “Cupid Shuffle” dance party and a “Glee” singalong.
It was such a perfect pre-wedding celebration and the most exciting way to kick off the final month of wedding preparations.
All this gushing to say it’s OK if you don’t want to have a bridal shower. But if you let your very best friends and family members throw one for you, your heart might explode from happiness because it’s kind of an amazing thing.
A few more photos from the day…
Huuuuugest shout-out to my college roommate/bridesmaid Lauren/Lone/Pan, who works in finance as a Wolf of Wall Street or something, but really should be a full-time wedding and party planner. She had me at “gold sequin table runners.” And “do you need more champagne?”
And to her mother, Megan, who graciously let us take over her home for the party. And to my mom, who resurrected my old Glamour Shots among other childhood photos to use as decorations. And to all my bridesmaids and all the people who came and have kept me smiling since Saturday.
The next party is the big one — coming in hot!
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