T here comes a time in every young woman’s life when she’s faced with a question that tests the limits of her love. Caught up in the euphoria of the moment, she squeals out a “Yes!”—only to later pause and consider the commitment, the financial entanglement, the sheer amount of her life she’ll be expected to devote to this person. Will you be my bridesmaid? was once a simple request requiring maybe one night of doing shots with the bride and one day of sporting a pouffy dress with a modest