mmcguire
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I've read some great stories in the Bridesmaids Horror Stories thread, and it made me wonder what's the most redneck wedding you've ever attended?
Here's mine: I graduated HS in May 1989, and my friend wed in June (NOT pregnant, just stupid). It was so hastily planned that her DH's sisters had no time to order dresses, so wore PROM DRESSES they already had. I couldn't afford a bridesmaid's dress, so declined being a bridesmaid (thank GOD).
I attended as a guest, and almost DIED when the groom came out in a black tux with tails, followed by his groomsmen -- one in a brown suit, one in a navy suit, and one in a short-sleeved dress shirt, silk tie and khakis.
One bridesmaid wore pink, the other peach. Both dresses were Bo Peep style with ruffles out the wazoo, and at least 2 sizes too small -- both were "busting" out of the top. Their makeup looked like Vegas showgirls and hair teased the size of Rhode Island.
The reception was in the church reception hall -- no tablecloths, and no decorations, save for a lone pair of crepe paper bells. Along with a grocery store wedding cake, guests were treated to pimento cheese sandwiches and ham sandwiches (crusts still on, cut in half), 2-liter bottled sodas, potato chips, and I kid you not -- a gigantic jar of huge dill pickles sitting on the table with a fork in it. It was like dining at a convenience store check-out.
Yee-haw!
Here's mine: I graduated HS in May 1989, and my friend wed in June (NOT pregnant, just stupid). It was so hastily planned that her DH's sisters had no time to order dresses, so wore PROM DRESSES they already had. I couldn't afford a bridesmaid's dress, so declined being a bridesmaid (thank GOD).
I attended as a guest, and almost DIED when the groom came out in a black tux with tails, followed by his groomsmen -- one in a brown suit, one in a navy suit, and one in a short-sleeved dress shirt, silk tie and khakis.
One bridesmaid wore pink, the other peach. Both dresses were Bo Peep style with ruffles out the wazoo, and at least 2 sizes too small -- both were "busting" out of the top. Their makeup looked like Vegas showgirls and hair teased the size of Rhode Island.
The reception was in the church reception hall -- no tablecloths, and no decorations, save for a lone pair of crepe paper bells. Along with a grocery store wedding cake, guests were treated to pimento cheese sandwiches and ham sandwiches (crusts still on, cut in half), 2-liter bottled sodas, potato chips, and I kid you not -- a gigantic jar of huge dill pickles sitting on the table with a fork in it. It was like dining at a convenience store check-out.
Yee-haw!