As usual we all tucked into nibbles and loads of alcohol! In fact by the time the program started I wasn’t really following it properly at all. I did however notice Carrie strolling along the street yet again dressed in one of her tutus. This immediately caused me to exclaim “what normal adult woman would even contemplate wearing a tutu!” I pretty soon followed this with a comment to my friend Charlie, another determinedly single person despite being in a long term relationship, that if she ever got married again (I didn’t think it was very likely) I would be her bridesmaid (what a cheek thinking that she would want me) and would wear a tutu (and let me pick my own outfit as well)!!Time went on, and the conversation was long forgotten – I think the amount of alcohol consumed that night may have had some part in that for me. The next year Charlie and her man went on holiday to New York. Whilst they were away my parents visited the area and stayed at Charlie and her man’s house (it’s absolutely impossible for us all to fit in my tiny flat for any amount of time so this was an ideal opportunity for their visit). By the time Charlie and her man came home I had picked up my parents and taken them back to my place so we could spend some time together before I dropped them off at the station for their journey home. I was therefore a bit bemused when Charlie phoned and asked if we could pop back and visit them before going to the station.
When we got to the house we all sat ourselves down in their living room and had a bit of a chat about the holiday etc. I was then presented with a very pretty pale pink carrier bag that hardly weighed a thing. Very confused I looked at the bag, I hadn’t been expecting a present, Charlie and her man letting my parents stay at their house had been great. Eventually I tugged the drawstring top open and peered inside. I was even more bewildered, all I could see was a jumble of baby pink and a slightly deeper shade of pink netting. I tugged this out of the bag to reveal a minute tutu! You’ve probably drawn the conclusion far more quickly than I did! Charlie’s man had proposed to her whilst in New York, and she had said yes! Oh no!! I was going to look like a baby elephant in a pale pink tutu as a bridesmaid!!!Well, the only reason I’ve been telling this story is as an excuse to post some pictures. I did wear the tutu, tight as it was, but only for the engagement party (over a long skirt and with a pair of matching pink cowboy boots). So that you can see how small the tutu was here is a picture of it on my teddy bear Bob (he was a bit embarrassed modelling it) who is about 21 inches / 54 cm tall.
The reason that I took photos was I because I had decided the tutu was wasted stuck in a carrier bag at home and really ought to get some use. I therefore gave it to another of my work colleagues for his young daughter, who is very girly, after promising Charlie’s man (who had been dragged all around New York to hunt it down) that I would take loads of pictures of it first so we could remember it.I didn’t have to wear a tutu as a bridesmaid; I didn’t even have to wear pretty pink. Charlie very kindly let me have a lot of choice in the bridesmaids’ outfits which were custom made for us in a lovely deep red. During the groom’s speech however I got a huge shock!
Along with my gorgeous Tiffany bracelet I was presented with a tailor made, almost full length, tutu that perfectly matched and could be substituted for the skirt of the proper bridesmaids outfit. So I did end up wearing a tutu on Charlie’s wedding day (as did quite a few other people as it was passed from person to person including a lot of the guys)! In fact here's a picture of it on the best man - the real bridesmaid's skirt is next to it.
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