For the bride that doesn’t play by the rules

You know what’s cooler than a non-sucky garter? A garter built to hold a flask, that’s what. Juliette makes it easy for frazzled brides to get a quick nip in the dressing chamber, the church hallway, and on the way to the ceremony.

Crunk style in purple...

...blue...

...or silver!

They may be a tad pricey for something that most people use once and toss. But, hey, it comes with a three ounce flask! You could find another use for a pure silk flask garter, right? And it’s almost like wearing a piece of history, according to Juliette:

The garter flask holder played an important role during prohibition. Its message was loud and clear: a woman who wore one didn’t play by the rules!

Yee haw!

4 Responses to “For the bride that doesn’t play by the rules”

  1. Phalene February 18, 2007 at 9:35 pm #

    I fear I see something like this at the wedding:

    The groom pulls down the garter, his new wife’s white skirts bunched up to the hip on one side and one leg on a chair. He throws, and there is a as his cousin catches a 1/2 full hip flask and garter in the forehead.

  2. Never teh Bride February 19, 2007 at 10:17 am #

    I think for this model, Phalene, one would definitely have to procure a throwaway garter :-)

  3. Sarah February 20, 2007 at 9:30 am #

    Y’know, it’s been a long time since I can remember going to a wedding with an actual garter toss (though they all seem to do the bouquet thing, still). Not that I mind; the whole thing has always seemed kind of distasteful to me anyhow… some kind of ceremonial de-frocking of the bride… ew.

    Besides, who wants their entire family, in-laws and all, to see their legs exposed to the hip? Certainly not something I’m ever including when I get married.

  4. Never teh Bride February 20, 2007 at 11:15 am #

    I’m right with ya there, Sarah…at my aunt’s wedding last year, her new husband stuck his entire upper body under her gown and removed the garter with his teeth. My grandmother and I just sat in the back of the room, drowning our disapproval in box wine.