I'm currently watching chick flicks with my dad.
Because chick flicks are my dad's thing.
We've been watching the Perfect Bride on the Hallmark channel. It's the month of "I Do" or something like that. It's a story about a woman who was stood up at the altar who now teaches a bridal boot camp for soon-to-be brides that not only gets their bodies in shape for their big day, but helps them focus on core ideas, such as trust, communication, and honesty, to help their marriages be as strong as their abs.
Now, the bridal boot camp instructor was super excited because she had just met a really amazing guy at a friend's wedding. She was so excited, in fact, that she came home and gushed to her sister -- who just happens to be getting married soon -- about how she might be ready to trust again and give a man a chance. Then they both did sister stuff, happy about the idea of forever love.
The next day at the bridal boot camp, the instructor allows a last-minute student to join the class because she is having a whirlwind wedding and needs to get into the current class to get in shape before her nuptials. Of course, the sweet bridal boot camp instructor says yes because she wants to do anything she can to help couples be happy in love. Thrilled, the new student introduces the bridal boot camp instructor to her fiancee who happens to be none other than the man the bridal boot camp instructor recently met at her friend's wedding.
Now, before you start getting angry at the dude, the whole story here is that those two aren't meant to be together because the woman doesn't even care about him as a partner; she is only obsessed with showing up her sister who just got married. Her sister may have had the first wedding, but she's going to have the PERFECT wedding. And the PERFECT dress. And the PERFECT everything for HER wedding. She even tried to take the spotlight from her sister's wedding by announcing her engagement right in the middle of it. Thing was though, she wasn't even engaged yet. The man that the bridal boot camp instructor met at her friend's wedding hadn't even asked her yet. All she cares about is HER wedding . . . she doesn't even care about him.
And the craziest thing?
She even ends up stealing the bridal boot camp instructor's sister's wedding dress!
It's absolute madness.
While all of this is happening, the bridal boot camp instructor and the neglected groom-to-be have been connecting because he's been hired to be a photographer for the gym where the bridal boot camp is. The bridal boot camp instructor is wholly supportive of his photography passion -- which, of course, his fiancee belittles -- and they connect with honest, open communication over medicine balls, squats, and artistic photos of autumn leaves in the rain. See, he's not a jerk by hanging out with another woman while he's committed to this other woman; the woman is treating him poorly. She never intended to do such a thing, but she just lost sight of what love really was because she was just so focused on getting married, and getting married fast. After a moment of thoughtful silence, the engaged couple realize that they aren't meant to be together while they sip to-go lattes on a porch swing.
So in the end, it's all about finding your perfect match, having rational, mature breakup conversations, and doing stomach crunches on the pier in some Canadian coastal town.
Yeah, the Perfect Bride is great and all, but I've really been trying to convince my dad that we watch this chick flick instead. It's more my romantic speed . . .
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