I mentioned in my previous post that I had my last wedding to attend as a bridesmaid last weekend. This wedding was for my friend Mallorie in Laurel. It was an outside wedding- so that meant bug spray and SureDry- at the Rogers Green House. The ceremony was lovely and thankfully short. The reception was where things got funny.
Most of you know my feelings about the "bouquet toss" at weddings. I think it's a fun tradition, but it's one that I would much rather watch than participate in. When it came time for the Bride to throw the bouquet at every wedding this summer, naturally I got elbowed and nudged out of my chair/corner by all of my non- single friends. I find this somewhat embarrassing that all the 'single' ladies must identify themselves to everyone at the party- there's a fine line between being a good sport and looking desperate, ya know.
Now over the summer, I have developed a few strategies for avoiding the bouquet. #1) When there is a large number of single ladies, stand as far to the side/back as possible so as to hopefully mix in with the rest of the crowd. Chances are, at least one of the other single girls will grab the bouquet before it comes anywhere close to where you are standing. #2) If you are being pushed into the center of the group, go for it. When the bouquet is tossed, you can duck down in the center and no one will be the wiser. (Remember, this can only work if there is a large number of single girls out there.) #3) When there are only 6 single girls out there, it becomes much more difficult to hide in the back or to the far side. If the bride has somewhat decent aim, and she wants to throw it at you, you might be forced to catch it/pick it up off the floor or risk looking rude when you just stare at it on the floor like it's a dead bug. There can be no side-stepping in this case. You're best bet is to stand with the other single girls in a small huddle and cross your fingers that one of the other girls will be so eager to catch it that even if the bouquet comes near you, they will kindly reach over and grab it.
Now for Mallorie's reception, I followed strategy #3- stood in a small huddle with the other single girls and crossed my fingers that she would have bad aim. With my hands clasped in front of me, I waited for the dreaded toss. No warning, no indication that Mallorie was even thinking of throwing it to me. Apparently, she had been practicing, because the bouquet came right to me. It sailed over the fingertips of the girl in front of me. As my head turned to the side as if to say, "No, not me!", the bouquet hit my forehead. At the last second, my brain sent the message to my hands that if I wanted to avoid being smacked on the forehead by flowers, I better put my hands up to catch it! I guess it was only fair that those flowers would catch up to me at my last wedding...one can only avoid it for so long! lol




