The Fat Bridesmaid goes to the Vet Background: The Fat Bridesmaid Saga - TL;DR is that my sister had a deathfat in her bridal party, and it went about as well as you'd expect. My sister is still friends with the beast. My sister just gave birth to twins about 3 months ago, and has lost all the baby weight plus a few extra pounds. She looks amazing, you can't even tell she was pregnant 3 months ago. She told me this story today: My sister needed to bring her dog to the vet for his vaccines, and recruited The Fat Bridesmaid to help her handle the babies and the dog. They were in the waiting room and my sister was dealing with the dog while The Fat Bridesmaid handled the twins, who were sleeping in their stroller. A lady in her mid-50's peered into the stroller and started cooing over the babies. She turned to The Fat Bridesmaid and started asking how old they were, what their names were, etc. Then the lady said, "they must keep you busy!" The Fat Bridesmaid corrected her. "They're not mine, I'm just helping my friend." The lady turned to my sister, looked her up and down and said, "really? You had these babies three months ago??? You look fantastic!" My sister said The Fat Bridesmaid was quite uncomfortable, and that the lady made her upset for asuming that because of her size (pushing 300 lbs at 5'2") that she had just given birth and not my sister. I say good. It's about time that fat bitch felt ashamed and disgusted at herself.