I'm a recovering Bridezilla, having been married twice. So I can see this from both ends. The first time around I was a 19-year old spoiled brat Bridezilla who was convinced the entire world revolved around me because I was The Bride! Looking back now, seventeen years later, I am horrified at how I treated everyone. Especially since the marriage itself lasted exactly seven months. Relax, everyone, I've since apologized profusely to Moms & Daddy.
Flash forward to June of 2004. Married again and much, much, much more mature. My husband and I are deleriously happy and we spent exactly $3000 on everything INCLUDING a two week honeymoon. We made a deal at the beginning of the planning: each one of us had the right to put his or her foot down on ONE thing, and one thing only (my thing was having fresh flowers; his was wearing his Chuck Taylor hightops) Everything else was negotiated. And I mean EVERYTHING. Even now, our guests have told us that our wedding was the most memorable occasion they'd been to. We've talked about it a few times and we wouldn't change a thing.
I have to wonder about an adult couple getting married in this day and age still depending on the parents of the bride to put on the wedding. I don't get it. Seriously. Lots of people asked me and my husband (during the planning) what our parents (mothers specifically) thought about this choice or that one. You'd be amazed at the shocked looks when we replied that the moms were only guests and had no say in it whatsoever.
In short, brides-to-be, don't focus on the day. Focus on all the days that follow.
