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It has been a while but your favorite displeased diva is back and I have lots to be angry about, so much so that I do not know where to start!

While shooting the breeze this weekend, I watched Bridezilla. You know the show. For those of you who do not, Bridezilla chronicles the planning process of a bride-to-be and her transformation to, yup, you guessed it, a Bridezilla!

This is the day most women dream about. As a self-professed diva, I can understand why many women become Bridezillas. The moment you have been waiting for, for what seems like all your life, has finally arrived, so you want everything to be perfect. Unfortunately, it at times comes at the cost of hurting people's feelings and taking part in rude, disrespectful and egregious behaviour.

That brings me to the meat of this post.

Here's why I'm mad:

Woman number 1, from Texas, decided to have a wedding that served fried chicken. Stereotypical black dish, but I am not the one getting married. She had no problem telling all the patrons she visited, including the baker and the winery, to make sure the cake and drinks went "with fried chicken". Classless behavior number 1.
For her first dance with her husband, she did the two step, dropped it like it's hot, bent down low, touched her toes, while her groom was tapping it from the back.
Classless behavior number 2.
While meeting with the cake decorators, she asked if they could make a cake in the shape of a vagina, to symbolize to her husband that that was his last piece of "p___".
Classless behavior number 3.
There were plenty more classless moments, but the last one took the proverbial cake (and no, not the one in the shape of a vagina).
Honorable mention- she and her husband met in the club. Upon leaving, he "grabbed [her] arm" and said to her, "you got a nice ass" and they have been dating ever since. How romantic.

Woman number 2, I cannot remember where she was from, did not have many mishaps save for one. She was a plus-sized bride- absolutely nothing wrong with that- who bought her dress months before the wedding. Thanksgiving came and left, as did Christmas and she gained holiday pounds. I am quite sure you know where I am heading with this. Of course she could no longer fit into her wedding gown. Her solution? Instead of LOSING weight to fit into her dress, she asks her parents to buy her a whole new one. If anyone knows anything about wedding dresses, they run upwards of about $1000. It can cost you more depending on your alterations.

I know this is your special day, but are you serious?! I am not mad at this woman for gaining weight. It happens, but is another dress worth you putting yourself and your family in debt in order to pay for your wedding?

Weddings are supposed to be classy, emotional and spiritual occasions. It should not be turned into anything less. You can be a Bridezilla, but is it worth losing your dignity, your friends and your self-respect? Is it worth losing your life savings, putting a second mortgage on your house and basically selling your soul (and all your worldly possessions) to the Devil for ONE day?

I do not think so. If you do, then congratulations. Call me after the divorce.