Which one of you Schnickelfritzes wrote that first fake letter to Prudie? You all have been threatening it for a long time!

I actually bought it for a while, typical bridezilla, yadda yadda, but then you went too far: chocolate brown tuxedos.

Chocolate brown frickin' tuxedos, and you're worried about the groom's mother showing some skin? Sorry, that doesn't pass the smell test.

You're caught, now 'fess up!

Such garments do indeed exist, I've seen them in thrift stores. I suspect that there are some brides that are so irrational and some grooms that are so sartorially deficient that in some parallel universe, brown tuxedos make sense, if only for a few seconds. This is the same universe that thought powder blue tuxedos made sense in the 70s.

That said, this specific wedding seems to be an event designed to specifically lull the guests into a coma of bland. Putting one's mother into a powder puff pink poofy frock is sadistic. No one over the age of 3 should wear that color without irony.

Sigh. They should have asked me...

Indeed... in what world is a blue dress unacceptable, but a brown "tuxedo" the height of fashion? Could be real, but I'm voting for the Schnickelfritz.

Actually....though I was sure the chocolate brown tuxedo finally bit the dust after my father wore one in my parents' 1977 wedding....they are evidently coming back in style.

I know a girl getting married in the next few months and her groom and groomsmen will indeed be wearing chocolate brown tux's. The other colors are olive green & gold. Sounds like a 1972 kitchen to me, but hey, to each her own I guess!

Sounds like a 1972 kitchen to me, but hey, to each her own I guess!

Nah, no avocado.

Bite your tongue! There's probably some bridal consultant who will think that a 70's kitchen is cool, and some bridezilla bossy enough to put the wedding party in all of those colors.

Actually, I went to a wedding in October in which the men in the wedding party wore brown tuxedos. It made sense, as the bridesmaids were wearing this bronzey-copper sort of color. I thought it was pretty cool, myself. But YMMV.

O yes, I am aware that such abominations as chocolate brown tuxedos (can't even type that without a shudder down the spine) exist, and I suppose I'm not shocked, though somewhat dismayed, that some bride has selected them.

It's the combination of such poor taste with outrage at a robin's egg blue spaghetti strap that fails the sniff test. It's like admiring the 6" gel stripper heels, but complaining about the rhinestone tiara.

Speaking of asking for advice, I wonder - if this story is real - whether she was led down this path by a wedding consultant? That would be truly scary.

If the letter is real, the advice is simple: your wedding is going to look like a freaking circus already, so don't sweat the hoochie mama. She'll be the least of your photographic disasters.

Ooh - did they have long mustaches, too?

Brown suits may well make sense, but not tuxedos. No, not ever.

But in my quest to mock the idea, I came across this page:

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Sign of the apocalypse?

I'll admit, I think that the tux in the link is sharp. Brown tones suit my complexion (and most people's, honestly) better than black. And robin's egg blue and dark brown is an incredibly popular combo right now.

My wedding: black tuxes with green cumberbunds. Best man wore his (navy) Air Force dress uniform. Mother-in-law didn't buy her dress until two days before, and it was lilic colored. It was a major color clash, but I didn't care.

Is this woman so insecure that she thinks people will look at the pictures and say, "Oh, the bride's a butter face, but check out the chick in the blue! She's a MILF!"

I don't think the LW's though processes extend that far forward. I think Prudie's comment about "My Day! My Day! My Day! My Day!" pretty much says it all.

Did you notice the subheader under the title?

Dallas Wedding Consultant.

Then did you notice all the comments?

"Where can we find them...?

"Ooh! Cool!"

"I want one for my groom!"

And did you notice the color of the vest?

Robin's egg blue.

Tempest in a teapot, the whole thing.

OH, god no. I went to that link and I have just thrown up in my mouth. That vest and tie may haunt me for weeks. I can't even imagine how the fools who wear this stuff will cringe when they look at their wedding photos 20 years from now. As a cautionary tale to all brides, I had one of those all over curly curly perms in my wedding in 1980. OMG. Don't go there. Think before you rent brown tuxes.

There's a fortune to be made down the road by the photo studio that can re-color those abominations.