“You’re good. Just don’t let it happen again. I can’t have the negativity in my aura!”
Marley laughed, “Me neither, girl!”
“Exactly… Focus on you, Greg, the wedding… and your father.”
Marley looked puzzled. “My father?”
“It’s something about Carmen. Something isn’t right with her. She has a loose screw or something.”
“Well, I’m supposed to see her again tomorrow evening. For Easter dinner after I worship at Greg’s church. I hope she isn’t as bad as you—“
Our conversation was cut short once the bridesmaids started emerging from the rooms. The girls stood side by side while Marley stood up to gaze at them all.
I choked on laughter and nearly cried when I saw them in their gowns. The gowns were gorgeous… but their faces… let me just say that they ALL (except for the short one) looked like pugs stuffed in chiffon. I wanted to check behind them to see if they had tails.
The Maid of Honor barked, “What is so funny?”
Another bridesmaid who wore a shiny synthetic wig, snapped, “You better get your soror, Marley. I’m about tired of this chick. I can understand if she’s here to give you feedback, but that laughing will get her smacked!”
“Oh, really ?” With that I kindly grabbed my purse, stood up, and walked right out of the boutique.
As I calculated, Marley was trotting behind me just as I hopped back in the Range. “Nola, please don’t leave.”
Marley hung onto my car door.
I slid my sunglasses on and started up the car. “I’m not with the ratchetness, Marley. Fighting? In a boutique? You know that’s not even of my caliber.”
Marley pouted. “I know. They’re just protective. They...”
“Protective? That’s ratchetness! I need you know the difference.”
Marley begged, “I’m sorry that they upset you. I really need you here with me… I want you apart of this.”
I began checking my lipstick in the side view mirror. “Then those chicks need to go.”
“Who?”
“Your line sisters. And the one with the shiny wig.”
“I can’t dump Trisherica, Amber, and LeTonya!”
I put my car in drive. “Bye, Marley.”
“Nola, please don’t make me choose.”
“Marley, as soon as I pulled up those women had a problem with me,” I said removing my glasses and looking directly at her. “You missed the stares and nasty comments while we walked through the store, but that’s fine. I’m used to women hating me for no reason. They always have. But what I can’t stand is that you’re too naïve to realize that Amber, LeToya, or whatever her name is, and your frumpy Maid of Honor with her ugly K-Mart dress, they don’t even like you!”
Marley looked at me as if I just told her that a cat got pregnant by a dog and together they created a duck.
“They don’t like you, Marley. They haven’t liked since you transferred to our chapter. Which is sad, because we're supposed to be one. Hell, they probably haven’t liked you before then. You’re not the person you used to be - the one they knew. You’re completely different from them with my help! That makes them jealous . They’re goal is to sabotage! Why do you think they are snapping and picking on me? Come on, who gets fired up over laughter. Laughter ? They want me out! They want your entire wedding out, and
Marley laughed, “Me neither, girl!”
“Exactly… Focus on you, Greg, the wedding… and your father.”
Marley looked puzzled. “My father?”
“It’s something about Carmen. Something isn’t right with her. She has a loose screw or something.”
“Well, I’m supposed to see her again tomorrow evening. For Easter dinner after I worship at Greg’s church. I hope she isn’t as bad as you—“
Our conversation was cut short once the bridesmaids started emerging from the rooms. The girls stood side by side while Marley stood up to gaze at them all.
I choked on laughter and nearly cried when I saw them in their gowns. The gowns were gorgeous… but their faces… let me just say that they ALL (except for the short one) looked like pugs stuffed in chiffon. I wanted to check behind them to see if they had tails.
The Maid of Honor barked, “What is so funny?”
Another bridesmaid who wore a shiny synthetic wig, snapped, “You better get your soror, Marley. I’m about tired of this chick. I can understand if she’s here to give you feedback, but that laughing will get her smacked!”
“Oh, really ?” With that I kindly grabbed my purse, stood up, and walked right out of the boutique.
As I calculated, Marley was trotting behind me just as I hopped back in the Range. “Nola, please don’t leave.”
Marley hung onto my car door.
I slid my sunglasses on and started up the car. “I’m not with the ratchetness, Marley. Fighting? In a boutique? You know that’s not even of my caliber.”
Marley pouted. “I know. They’re just protective. They...”
“Protective? That’s ratchetness! I need you know the difference.”
Marley begged, “I’m sorry that they upset you. I really need you here with me… I want you apart of this.”
I began checking my lipstick in the side view mirror. “Then those chicks need to go.”
“Who?”
“Your line sisters. And the one with the shiny wig.”
“I can’t dump Trisherica, Amber, and LeTonya!”
I put my car in drive. “Bye, Marley.”
“Nola, please don’t make me choose.”
“Marley, as soon as I pulled up those women had a problem with me,” I said removing my glasses and looking directly at her. “You missed the stares and nasty comments while we walked through the store, but that’s fine. I’m used to women hating me for no reason. They always have. But what I can’t stand is that you’re too naïve to realize that Amber, LeToya, or whatever her name is, and your frumpy Maid of Honor with her ugly K-Mart dress, they don’t even like you!”
Marley looked at me as if I just told her that a cat got pregnant by a dog and together they created a duck.
“They don’t like you, Marley. They haven’t liked since you transferred to our chapter. Which is sad, because we're supposed to be one. Hell, they probably haven’t liked you before then. You’re not the person you used to be - the one they knew. You’re completely different from them with my help! That makes them jealous . They’re goal is to sabotage! Why do you think they are snapping and picking on me? Come on, who gets fired up over laughter. Laughter ? They want me out! They want your entire wedding out, and
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