Orange Is Not The New Black

Yesterday’s post seemed to drum up quite a conversation about orange bridesmaids dresses on Twitter. (If you’re not following me on Twitter, you totally should. Look, I’ll make it easy: Just Click Here! And then click FOLLOW. It’s the button on the right side of the screen.)

Here’s how it started:
Here are some of my favorite responses:
Something about imagining Charlie Crist and his awful orange spray-on tan in an awful orange dress just cracks me up. Is it just me? It is? Okay. I’m comfortable with that.

Pretty sure I had that exactly look on my face when I saw the dress, too, Charlie.

 

 

 

 

 

 
Rickie, I’m sure you’re a nice dude but no. Not even a little. Sorry not sorry.

 

Also, you look like a Dreamsicle. A melty one.

 

 

Now, in Jenny’s defense, she’s usually not Grumpy Cat incarnate, but she would be a bridesmaid and forced to wear the skin-tight light peach colored spandex unitard, complete with matching headbands and, as it was decided later, legwarmers. Richard Simmons may or may not be my wedding planner…

Life is way too short and weddings are far too fun to not have a sense of humor.

I’m not entirely sure we’re even going to have bridesmaids and groomsmen, but if we do, you can rest assured they won’t be in orange. But, hey, if you had orange bridesmaid dresses, I’m sure your wedding was lovely. No need to get all huffy.