A Best Friend

I am a big fan of Say Yes to the Dress. It is something my husband tolerates watching with me on a Friday night when we do not have social plans.

And on every episode, the salesperson asks the bride—Tell me something about your fiancé. The answer  always  is My fiancé is my best friend.

I recently attended a black tie fundraiser. At one point during the cocktail hour I tapped my husband on the arm and said Oh my God—that Herve Leger is amazing.

My husband turned around to locate “the man” I was talking about. And when he only saw a woman in a form fitting red dress did he say Who and where is Herve Leger? And have I ever met him before?

And while it is a sweet and complimentary thing to say, no fiancé or spouse can ever really be your best friend. Only your best friend can ever be your best friend. A husband will always only be your best companion.

Because every one of my best friends knows that Herve Leger is a dress, Judth Leiber is a bag, and David Yurman is a piece of jewelry. And unlike my spouse, a best friend is in agreement with me that Say Yes to the Dress is a better pick than the hockey game on a Friday night.