I am not one of these girls who dreamed of her wedding since she was a child. I mostly dreamed about what I was going to be when I grew up, where I was going to live, and the adventures I might have. So after Mark proposed and we decided to have a traditional(ish) wedding I was a little lost but I launched into the wedding planning phase full force. I was prepared to have fun planning the biggest party I have ever thrown.

Then I discovered the truth. Wedding planning is not fun. Wedding planning sucks.

There is myth being perpetrated by evil women that planning your wedding is joyous and fun. The term used for these women is "blushing brides."

Who are all these “blushing brides”? Are they pod people from Stepford?

I present to you that there is no such thing as a blushing bride. This perception of "blushing" actually comes the red face you get after being so frustrated all you really want to do is hop a plane to Vegas and have Elvis pronounce you man and wife.

These "blushing brides" who are having such a joyous time dealing with flaky vendors and paying ridiculous amounts of money for things that would be half the price if the word "wedding" wasn't attached are making me feel guilty for not enjoying this process.

Why should I be made to feel guilty by insidious places like the knot.com or brides magazine because I don't enjoy deciding which I like better for centerpieces roses or lilies?

Isn't all that matters that I like my groom? Which for the record I do.

So does my frustration with the process mean I am any less excited about marrying Mark? Of course not! The only thing that keeps me from pulling out my hair is that I get to be his wife when this is all over with. My priorty is marrying Mark, the man I love, and not planning the “perfect” wedding or being the “blushing bride.”

So I have decided that I am officially okay with the fact that I am not a “blushing bride” and I won't be made to feel guilty about it by magazines, websites, other brides, or anyone else.