winter weddings 2016

How a Borrowed Pair of Underwear Saved My Wedding Day

Not the final pair of underwear.
Not the final pair of underwear.

Recent bride Melanie Mannarina and her best friend, Kelly Ziegenfuss discuss an underwear incident that occurred right before the ceremony. 

Melanie Mannarino: My gown was perfect: a short Angel Sanchez dress that I had gotten at a sample sale, with a double layer of sturdy, stiff silk that didn’t require a bra. It was love at first sight. But I never tried on underwear with my dress. Never. It just didn’t occur to me. I figured I would wear one of two cute pairs that friends had given me at my bachelorette party. There was a cream-colored lace option and a bright-blue pair. I assumed one of them would work. But 30 minutes before the ceremony, Kelly and I were getting ready in the bathroom. I tried on the cream-colored lace thong first …

Kelly Ziegenfuss: The dress was completely see-through. I said, “Melanie, I can totally see your underwear.” I suggested she try on the extra pair that she brought, which was also her something blue.

MM: Of course those didn’t work, either. I was in a complete panic by that point, because we had less than half an hour until the ceremony. When my aunt Helen walked into the bathroom, I thought, This is my worst nightmare. I am not the woman who says, “Oh, to heck with it. I won’t wear underwear to my wedding.” That is not me. I needed underwear, especially because the dress was knee-length.

KZ: Not only was there no time, but we were in the-middle-of-nowhere New Jersey.

MM: Yeah, it wasn’t like there was a Victoria’s Secret up the block.

KZ: Luckily, I had several extra pairs in my bag. I was worried my own dress would be see-through. So I ripped through my overnight bag and found a very pale pink, no-frills G-string. And it was clean. I just want to make that clear. I said, “Melanie, here, you have to try these.”

MM: I tried them on in the bathroom stall, and Kelly said, “Those are perfect. You can’t see anything.” I said, “Oh, thank God.” Afterward, I bought Kelly another pair of underwear. I figured it was the least I could do.

*This article appears in the Winter 2016 issue of New York Weddings.

How Borrowed Underwear Saved My Wedding Day