Jen Glantz sat in her Manhattan apartment on a Friday night with a bottle of two-buck chuck, a keyboard, and years’ worth of frustration.
She’d just hung up with two friends. Were they friends? She wondered. Neither had been in touch for years, but they came to her with the same request: Would she be their bridesmaid?
She was 26, and she’d been a bridesmaid at least six times. For some friends, the role cost $700, for others $2k. She’d dipped into her savings, borrowed money from her parents to cover the costs.When she vented to her roommate, she responded, “They ask you because you’re so good at it, you could be a professional.”