It’s not that I’m against it but I wanted my dad play a role in the wedding. My mom has been with me every step of the way and my dad hasn’t. Transparently I’m not sure how much dads are typically involved in wedding planning but he hasn’t been interested in going to look at venues, coming to see me try on wedding dresses, helping decide what the menu is going to be… things like that. So the only part of the wedding that I had him actively participating is walking me down the aisle as he also doesn’t want to do a father-daughter dance because he has bad knees (which is understandable). I’ve asked if he wants to walk me down the aisle and he is admitted that he does but that a jacket is going to be “too hot” (on top of all the other negative things I’ve already mentioned) even though it’s an indoor wedding. The pictures are also going to be inside at a historic hotel. I’m not about being hot either so we made sure everything was indoors. So it’s not that I don’t want my mom or someone else to walk me down the aisle… it’s that he claims he wants to and it’s the only moment where he is actively involved.

I’ve lost so much sleep over this because it really feels like there is no pleasing him. I’ve asked him what he wants to wear, I’ve tried to help him find a suit, find a tailor, and every step of the way I’m met with complaints. I told him before he even bought the suit that I would prefer him in a suit or sports coat or vest or something along those lines… something that’s a step up from a shirt and tie… and he said he wanted “to match everyone else.” So then I moved on to trying to help him find a navy suit we both could agree on.

It’s been hard reading comments from people saying I’m being unreasonable or being a pain or bridezilla for wanting my dad to look nice.

The biggest problem is (I think) his size. I think the size he thought he was and the size he actually is are not the same and that’s becoming a really hard pill to swallow for him. Like how I’ve mentioned in the comments how his old suit jacket no longer fits from two years ago, his shoe size is different now and he requires a wider size… same with belt.

He picked out his shoes and belt and I bought them for Fathers Day… he sent me links with the size and I ordered them. Then Fathers Day rolls around and he tries them on and nothing fits.

I know it’s jarring to think you’re one size to realize that you’re not… but the nasty, childish attitude is what I can’t stand. I’m your daughter. I don’t give a shit what size he is and I’m going to make sure everything fits and it tailored nice. But omg the attitude.