Japan vs. Bridezilla or how the Loch Ness got her spots

A wise person once told me that the wedding reception is nothing but a 3 ring circus with Clowns, and without the monkeys. I know that was really a weird thing to say, but I think they had to put it into to terms that I would understand. I think clowns are FRIGHTING and Monkeys Comedy Gold(everytime, doesn't fail...i just giggle when I think about them). You would think I would have realized that what they were telling me was the future of what was to come...at this point it's all most what had come to past. I have been told what my opinion is and how my wedding day will go down to the almost min. As soon as I realized that crashing at the parents house the same time I was preping for the insane event...was NOT the smartest thing ever, I quickly moved on to the place where I will be taking up residence with the new Little husband. My youngest sister was engaged and decided that her date was excatly 4 weeks before mine. I am not a selfish person by any means so I shared my good times...in all actuality, in hopes of dodging the rath and insanity that is my mom allowed them to focus their efforst on the first wedding whilst I went about my business for my party following the "I do's". Slowly I felt myself being sucked into bridal hell...what are your colors?? Colors? There are colors?? you have got to be kidding me COLORS?? who said anything about colors!! I just want to say I do have my dance party and get to the Honeymoon...I see colors mentioned no where in that equation. The only answer I could come up with was "plaid". It was a color right? What if I didn't pick out the right color? So I was safe with plaid...there was at least the RIGHT color in that right? WHO THE HELL KNOWS WHAT MY COLORS ARE!!! When that sick and twisted was asked I knew they had me in their sick grasp and I had no other option...I had turned automaticly into Bridezilla.