EFFIE BATEMAN | Lifestyle | Contact
A local woman has decided she’s sick to death of her friends finding ‘the one’, after being invited to her seventh wedding this year.
Having reached that pivotal age where her friends were either getting married, becoming partying alcoholics, or in the rare case, both, Billie Rhoades, 29, is starting to wish more of her mates were hopeless in love. If not for her sanity, but her wallet.
“Weddings are so fucking expensive, and it’s not even mine!”, cries Billie, “it’s always in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, so you have to pay for transport and accommodation.”
“And if you’re in the bridal party, you have to get a dress, makeup, shoes…”
“Those bloody Hens robes.”
“Not to mention a cash gift on the day too!”
“It’s driving me mental.”
In addition to the ongoing costs, Billie says she can’t help but feel slightly resentful towards her boyfriend Jack, who can get away with wearing the same suit to every wedding.
“It’s bloody unfair, talk about the pink tax!”
More to come.
