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Now, today's first story comes from Vivid Promise 8476 from the Am I the Arsoul subreddit and says,

Am I the asshole for wearing a gold dress to a wedding.

I will link the dress.

I put gold in quotation marks because I think it's more bronze slash orange, but maybe I'm splitting hairs and am the assort.

Some context. My 30 female best friend Dan, 30 male, got married to Lauren, 27 female yesterday.

Me and Dan have been best friends since high school and despite always being platonic with no romantic

interests on either side, his wife Lauren has always disliked me. In their three years of dating,

I've not been allowed to see Dan alone because she feels that it's suspicious that I want to hang out

with him. Honestly, I just missed my friend. Despite me being happily married, she's always

kept me at arm's length. I always figured this was because she's from a very conservative

family. Dan has spoken to her multiple times and after she'll back off for a bit before reverting

to complaining about him being friends with a girl again. It's not ideal, but she makes Dan happy,

so I made my peace with it. That brings us to the wedding. Originally, I was going to be in the groom's

party, but Lauren ended up crying, saying a wedding is not a place to swap gender roles. Dan was

fighting her on this, but I told him I'll just attend as a guest and not to choose

this hill to die on.

The dress code was warm tone garden party, and we're encouraged to wear earthy warm colors.

I picked out a bronze slash orange dress.

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