Wanted: Bridesmaid horror stories

[figment52]

My friend got married in 2003. A year before she picked out dresses and we went to order them. Pretty lavender/pink color, nicely made. However, my friend failed to remember that of her 7 bridesmaids, all are flat chested, except for 2. I happen to be one of those 2. My nickname in HS was Queen Busty So, we proceed to buy these spaghetti strap dresses with crisscross backs. In the meantime, I get pregnant with DS. He is born April 10. Wedding is May 20. Uh-Oh. Not only do I have to wear a dress that I can't wear a bra with, now I have to deal with a postpartum figure! So on said wedding day, other busty girl and myself are duct taping our breasts so that they aren't sagging , and in doing so create the ultimate push up bra. It was like two strippers had crashed the wedding Now picture ripping off duct tape after wedding. We had tape burns.

OUCH!!!

 

[Linzybrooke]

I just went through one of these. My college best friend got married earlier this month and from the get-go this had been a disaster. They wanted to get married in Vegas but went through about 5 places before deciding on a wedding at Ceasers and a reception at Excalibur. Kept arguing over the menu with the caterer and each other. A week before the wedding she emails me that they have an emergency and have pulled out of their reception due to "irreconsilable differences with the caterer" which turned out to be that they had signed a contract for waaaaay more than they could afford. So, she decides to book a delux suit at MGM Grande and we, (my mom, myself, the other three bridesmaids and a friend) have to put together the reception decorations. His mom is going to do the food. Now, we are all already staying at Excalibur and can't move to MGM this close to the date.

Day Before Wedding:
So, we get to Vegas and start pulling things together. The groom has not even thought about tuxes, he thought that he could just call around the day before and get them without problem. Tux place doesn't have all the sizes so two people wind up wearing tuxes that my mom had to pin onto them. Bride, groom and best man miss the entire rehearsal because they weren't watching the time. I find out at the rehearsal that I'm the maid of honor. One bridesmaid had to make the wedding cake in her hotel bathroom because the bride had wanted to decorate her own and had flown to Vegas with the layers but realized she didn't have time to decorate, so she dumps it on someone else and never says thank you. Bride and groom get in huge fight after rehearsal dinner and bride spends entire night before wedding crying and talking about what a jerk her fiance is.

Day of Wedding:
Bride and Groom still fighting. Best Man, who has key to suite/reception area at MGM has disappeared and we can't get in to decorate. At 1:00 we sweet talk the concierge into giving us another key so we can decorate. We then tramps across the street to Exalibur to pick up all the stuff the bride brought to decorate with. 4 giant suitcases, 2 carry on suitcases, 2 hanging bags, two duffle bags and a whole bunch more. There are 5 of us and we have to get this across the street, which isn't far but we were way understaffed to lug that much stuff through two casino floors, up and down escalators and find the room. It took us an hour to get the stuff over there. Meanwhile my mom is trying to arrange 120 roses into vases with no tools and the grooms crazy *** mother breathing down her neck as if she was hired help and not doing the bride a favor. We get started setting up and the grooms mom is just telling us how bad it looks. Not helping, not being productive, just complaining. We finally get it as good as its going to get and go upstairs to the bedroom to get ready. Its 4 and we need to leave by 5. I have steamed 5 bridesmaid dresses and the wedding dress and have burned my knee with the steam. There are curling irons and flat irons in every outlet and the bride is still pissed at the groom, who keeps calling her with "emergencies" because apparently he's completely helpless and pretty darn stupid to boot. At 4:45 grooms mom comes upstairs to inform us that the food is done and one of us will need to stay and wait for the ice to be delivered because no one else can do it. She actually expected one of the bridesmaids to skip the wedding to wait for the ice. Not going to happen. We go downstairs when we are ready to leave and realize that "the food is done" translates to, "I bought party trays and just set them on a table in the plastic containers". We finally get going and make it to the wedding. The minister asks for the rings and the bride realizes we don't have them. They are still at Excalibur. The one friend not in the wedding hails a cab back to Excalibur, runs to the room and starts looking where the bride says the rings are. They arent' there. She calls and the bride starts yelling that one of us lost them on our way from Excalibur to MGM. None of us ever even saw them. Friend finally finds the rings in an empty hanging bag in a closed closet. Makes it back to the wedding right before we start walking down the aisle. From there it was pretty smooth sailing.

Wow, this is long. Its still painfully fresh. It was the most stressful situation I have ever been in.

 

[Poohnatic]

Wow, I read these and I'm so thankful I was only a bridemaid in one wedding and was smart enough to have a total of three bridesmaids between two weddings.

I have to tell my sister tomorrow that she totally rocks. I love the dress she picked and it's in my closet waiting for a formal night on a cruise someday. Until last month, the shoes were the most expensive I'd ever worn, though.

Suzanne

 

[Stacerita]

Butt bow.....'nuff said

 

[AprilShowers]

Picture this in your mind's eye will ya:

Standing in the back of the church for the rehearsal, waiting to walk down the aisle. I am the maid of honor. We're all just chatting, waiting for the minister's directions. All of a sudden, OUT OF NOWHERE, the ringbearer FELT ME UP!

Yes, you read that right! He grabbed my *ahem* girls and didn't let go.
This kid was 8 years old!
WAAAAAAY old enough to know better.

 

[horseshowmom]

This is really amazing reading!

DD is in the very early stages of talking about a wedding (not anytime soon). I'm happy to say that she's leaning strongly towards only having one bridesmaid. She's going to pick the color and let her friend pick the dress. We'll also be paying for the dress.

It's awful what some of you have been through...

 

[java]

Linzybrooke! WOW! That's all I can say! WOW!

 

[JunieJay]

Bridesmaid to the Bride from Hell, Part One: Bride was someone I knew from school. She was always a spoiled girl, which is probably what drew me to her in the first place (she had the best closet full of all the newest fashions and more shoes than Imelda Marcus!). As we grew older, though, her spoiled behavior became less inviting. About 6 months before the wedding she told us all she wanted our hair highlighted at the same salon because she wanted the shade of blonde to match. Nevermind a few of these girls were brunettes. Someone put their foot down, so then she decided we would all have updo’s. About a month before the wedding I cut my hair to a shoulder length style, certainly long enough for an updo. She went ballistic on me and cussed me out because my hair was not long enough for the style she had in mind. She was Bridezilla to the nth degree…was nuts about us all having a French manicure and certain makeup, etc. Went completely ballistic on another bridesmaid for having a cigarette 2 hours before the wedding, before she was even dressed. Bridezilla was sure she was going to stink up the rest of us. It was a long and trying engagement and even a longer and more trying wedding. Needless to say 15 years later I talk to her about once a year, our friendship was not strong enough to withstand her lack of sanity during that time.

Bridesmaid to Bride from Hell, Part 2 – This one was my own kin, my brother’s wife. The general theme was mauve - everything from the dresses to the flowers to the napkins had to be this certain shade of mauve. Our dresses were mauve with a butt bow the size of California. So we started calling her Mauve. Her mother we nicknamed Cruella deVille and her father Hades. The mother was/is a nut and one nasty piece of work. Mother and daughter had a near fist fight about 30 minutes before the wedding. Hades was visibly tipsy when walking her down the aisle, of course none of us could blame him having to be married to Cruella. The ring bearer, my nephew who had some significant behavioral problems and who they were warned to steer clear of for the wedding party, got mad at his little brother and threw the pillow at him over a few aisles. Fortunately it was only a fake ring on the little pillow. Cruella ended up kicking everyone out at the 2 hour mark because she had to pay extra if anyone stayed late. Instead of politely explaining this to her guests, she just got nasty and ordered everyone out. Needless to say, poor Mauve, she just needed to get away from those nasty parents because now she is married to my brother she is quite normal.

I also was a bridesmaid for my sister, who was not the Bride from Hell, but my grandmother sure was the Grandmother Straight Outta Hell. She got crazy and told a bunch of the groom's relatives that my sister was high falutin having the nerve to have such a big expensive wedding and how did she think she was going to pay for it? Nevermind the wedding was paid in full with no help from our rich but nutty Grandmother. Oh, also, another SIL was also from Down Under - she wore a gold micro miniskirt and did a lot of dirty dancing as to upstage the bride. Overall a good wedding though, just could have eliminated those couple of guests.

 

[JunieJay]

Well I think I can top it all. I was in a Southern wedding. And by southern I mean big big Scarlette O'Hara dresses- that were PEACH! and yes we had a Parisol!!! It was awful. Truly a case where the bride(one of my friends actually although you wouldn't think so if you saw us) wanted to really look fantastic next to us. We all looked horrible. Oh and there was a hoop skirt underneath it all. I wish I had a photo because it was really really bad.

LOL! I forgot about my parisol toting Bridesmaid days. I also was in one of those weddings. It was in the early 80s tho, the bride had an excuse.

 

[Heidict]

I was a bridesmaid at my BF's wedding. She had me walking down the aisle with the grooms brother. No big deal I thought. Then I find out afterwards, at the reception, that they had me walking down the aisle with a CONVICTED child molester!!!!!!!!!

He had been sentenced years ago and served some time, before she met her future DH. I felt so dirty after she told me about him. Ugh. He seemed a bit weird, now I knew why. He touched me!!!!!!! I just wanted to go home and take a hot shower after that.

 

[Curly Q]

I was a bridesmaid at my BF's wedding. She had me walking down the aisle with the grooms brother. No big deal I thought. Then I find out afterwards, at the reception, that they had me walking down the aisle with a CONVICTED child molester!!!!!!!!!

He had been sentenced years ago and served some time, before she met her future DH. I felt so dirty after she told me about him. Ugh. He seemed a bit weird, now I knew why. He touched me!!!!!!! I just wanted to go home and take a hot shower after that.

That is terrible. I would have been really PO'd.

 

[tiggger1]

I have a few bridesmaid story.

One of my BF from HS got narried and I was her Bridesmaid. We had to were these nasty emerald green tea length dresses with green ballet slippers. they were off the shoulder with a huge puff in the chest area and a huge green butt bow..

I ask her to be a bridesmaid in my wedding 5 years later. Told them they could pick out whatever top that they wanted and they all picked the same one...the BF couldnt afford to pay for the deposit on the dress and asked if MOH ( other BF) could pay for it until she got paid. MH said sure... 3 weeks before the wedding she calls and backs out the wedding..lucky I asked another friend ( my brother's gf) to fill in..

This one isnt mine but my other BF wedding.
At my MOH wedding, I was her MOH along with her sister. Her fiances 37 year old sister, whined to her parents that she wasnt a bridemaid. The fiance and his sister dont get along at all and he didnt even want her at his wedding, (she still lives with her parents, doesnt work and expects the world to cater to her because of her disability, she is extremely overwieght and has to walk with a cane) Fiance's mom calls BF and asks her to let her dd in the we. BF is a sap and cannot say no, so says sure, have her go to David's Bridal and this is the skirt we are using and have her choose a top. The sister calls BF screaming and yelling because the dresses were ugly.. and how they would never fit her ( she had another plus size BM that they looked fine on)
3 days before the wedding calls and says that she isnt going to be a bridesmaid and that she isnt coming to the wedding. BM is running around doing last minute stuff and says " thats fine" well MIL calls crying saying that the sister told her that BF kicked her out of the wedding...so BF calls the sister asks her to come to the wedding still be in the wedding. Sister says ok..

The day of the rehearsal dinner, BF gets a call saying that sister is in the hospital for chest pains. Doctors cant find anything wrong and try to send her home. Sister tries fake a heart attack and they keep her overnight for a pysch eval and doesnt get to come to the wedding. Throws a fit because bf is still having the wedding and that her mom wont stay with her in the hospital during the wedding. Calls the mom during the ceremony and mom doesnt have her phone on. So calls the reception hall and has mom paged during the ceremony, tells the receptionist that she its is an emergency. The MIL leaves the ceremony to return the call on her cell in the parking lot and you can her the sis yelling on the phone. ( ceremony was outside)MIL yells at her and then hangs up and came back to the ceremony like nothing happened!

 

[Heidict]

That is terrible. I would have been really PO'd.

Yeah, I wasnt to happy.



Just noticed where you are. I'm in NH right now, working. Sort of.

Are you being affected by all this filming? I didn't think I would be able to get into the parking garage this morning because it's in the filming zone. Thankfully I could park. Hopefully it won't be to bad.

 

[Ride Junkie]

Bridesmaid to Bride from Hell, Part 2 – This one was my own kin, my brother’s wife. The general theme was mauve - everything from the dresses to the flowers to the napkins had to be this certain shade of mauve. Our dresses were mauve with a butt bow the size of California. So we started calling her Mauve. Her mother we nicknamed Cruella deVille and her father Hades. The mother was/is a nut and one nasty piece of work. Mother and daughter had a near fist fight about 30 minutes before the wedding. Hades was visibly tipsy when walking her down the aisle, of course none of us could blame him having to be married to Cruella. The ring bearer, my nephew who had some significant behavioral problems and who they were warned to steer clear of for the wedding party, got mad at his little brother and threw the pillow at him over a few aisles. Fortunately it was only a fake ring on the little pillow. Cruella ended up kicking everyone out at the 2 hour mark because she had to pay extra if anyone stayed late. Instead of politely explaining this to her guests, she just got nasty and ordered everyone out. Needless to say, poor Mauve, she just needed to get away from those nasty parents because now she is married to my brother she is quite normal.

Hades and Cruella...awesome. Poor Mauve.

 

[Camicar]

I worked in the bridal industry so I could write a book. Seriously. But sticking to bridesmaids only...

here is one I will never forgt:

Bride is a girly girl. (Also very nice, sweet, caring, compassionate.) Sister? Not so much. She is the MOH and is a...how shall I say this, truck driving, combat boot wearing, anti-feminine, obnoxious...[fill in the blank]. Who should have never agreed to be the MOH or even attend the wedding.

She HATES weddings. She HATES dresses. She HATES all shoes that are not combat boots. She HATES any lingerie other than sports bras and men's boxers. So, all she did was carp and complain about how ridiculous and wasteful weddings were and how she'd never do it. And how she hated the very simple and tasteful gowns her sister had chosen because she thought all dresses were hideous and couldn't they just wear jeans and boots? Or even better shorts and tshirts? On and on and on.

Shut. Up.

So the gowns come in and the two sisters come in for fitting. The other fitter comes to get me nearly in tears. She wants me to take over because I am the tough one and she can't handle this sister any more, so I have to. Go in the room and here's the problem. The modest dress did have a scoop back. Which you could actually wear a regular bra with, but NOT a sports bra. And sister had never worn a regular bra, only wears sports bras and insists she's going to wear sports bra with this dress, even though it would show and can we say, "Ridiculous"? But "Only sports bra are comfortable and I refuse to be uncomfortable for even a second!"

So I explain to her that she is the right size to have bra cups sewn into her gowns. Sewn in bra cups are super comfortable and cancel any need for a bra at all. (99% of all women jump at this chance.) Spoiled brat crosses her arms over her meager chest and no lie-- stomps her boot clad foot and refuses. I try and have a rational discussion, but it's hard to do with a two year old (masquerading as a 30 year old). Bride starts to cry. Sister smirks. "See, this is why you shouldn't have had a wedding. It's too stressful."

My head is about to explode. At this point, I take her by the hand to our wall of pictures and show her THE photo we use to beat all recalcitrant bridesmaids into submission. It's a photo of a beautiful wedding party, in gorgeous gowns, in a glorious church...and all you notice is the sister of the bride's combat boots under her gown as the sister holds up the gown to show them and then, her pouting, petulant face.

I point to the photo and say, "What do you notice about this photo?"
"The smart girl wearing boots."
"Smart? She's smart for thinking that the day was about HER and not her sister? She's SMART for ruining all of the wedding party photos with her combat boots and sour expression? She's smart for acting like a spoiled brat?"
"Well, she shouldn't have to be uncomfortable!"
"And her sister shouldn't have had to put up with the discomfort of everyone paying more attention to her sister on her wedding day than her."
"Well...her sister shouldn't have had this ridiculous wedding."
"What's ridiculous is how everyone who sees this picture thinks that sister must be a nasty and horrible person. Is this what you want people to think of you?"
"No one would--"
At this point, our manager walks by and interjects, "Oh yes, they would. That photo has been on our walls for 20 years and everyone who comes in here refers to her as the Bratty Bridesmaid."

So at this point, we go into the room and truthfully, it was by sheer force of stronger will that I got her into the bra cups and told her that I would show up at the wedding to make sure that she wasn't wearing the sports bra. Bride calls me after the wedding to say that sister did wear bra cups without sports bra and spent the day fearfully waiting for me to show up.

 

[Daxx]

This happened at a wedding I was at over 15 yrs. ago. I was dating a guy who was standing up in the wedding at the time so I got to attend the festivities. The bride couldn't find her toss-away bouquet and it was time to do the whole bouquet and garter toss. So, the bridesmaid says "Oh, just use mine." The bride starts getting upset, telling her it's not the toss away bouquet, it's not the same one, blah blah blah. Well the bridesmaid ends up screaming back what's wrong w/using the bouquet, it's here, get it over with, they're only flowers, etc. The bride started crying saying that she only wanted the toss away bouquet so the bridesmaid SLAPPED the bride!!!! The bride was so shocked, she said "What the H$#@& was that about?" and the bridesmaid TOTALLY jumped the bride, fists swinging screaming "You're such a baby"!!!!!!

I have NEVER seen anything like it since (thank heavens)!!!!! Anyway, it was one of the tackiest weddings I have ever been to!!!!

 

[MOMTOMOOTOO]

I have been in 11 weddings, and I was at "the age" in the early 80's. I had enough ugly gowns I could have opened a deranged bridesmaid store. But I will only give you my best story. Picture this, one bride, one dozen bridemades and a few miscellaneous kids. I was away when they went shopping. They could not agree on a color that made them all look good, so they went rainbow. I was given the last color. A lovely chartreuse in a nice poly blend. The wedding was in July so I was especially tan, white teeth and pretty muched glowed in the dark. On the way out of church, the bride & groom were gettin into the horse & carriage and the darn horse went to kick me and I jump back fall on my butt, chartreuese poly dress up in the air with my matching pumps swinging The entore church got a peek. ( it was before the days of thongs thank goodness)

 

[LadyyRedd]

Check out www.etiquettehell.com for a good laugh!

Kimya

 

[JunieJay]

I have been in 11 weddings, and I was at "the age" in the early 80's. I had enough ugly gowns I could have opened a deranged bridesmaid store. But I will only give you my best story. Picture this, one bride, one dozen bridemades and a few miscellaneous kids. I was away when they went shopping. They could not agree on a color that made them all look good, so they went rainbow. I was given the last color. A lovely chartreuse in a nice poly blend. The wedding was in July so I was especially tan, white teeth and pretty muched glowed in the dark. On the way out of church, the bride & groom were gettin into the horse & carriage and the darn horse went to kick me and I jump back fall on my butt, chartreuese poly dress up in the air with my matching pumps swinging The entore church got a peek. ( it was before the days of thongs thank goodness)

Oh I'm sorry but I am ROARING here.

(WITH you, not AT you, hopefully )

 

[budbeerlady]

This wasnt so much the brides fault, poor thing just wanted a nice wedding.

It was my sister in laws and the whole upcoming hair story isnt her fault in any way.

The worst part for me the bridesmaid was getting the hair done. (Aside from the ordering the wrong size dresses for us all, bad alterations, pinning the dress together so the top didnt gap so bad you could see both of the "Twins". The other bridesmaid took it to her grandma to fix, she couldnt zip it up far enough once you got to her "twins".)

I had moved to this hick town, DD was the flower girl and she was 2 with a little hair. So I just had to worry about getting mine done, picking up Dh and DD, head to the wedding. Sounds simple, works on paper. I made an appointment at the only decent hairplace in town. I head down there at 9:30 to get my hair done and there is a note on the door for her clients: I forgot it was Mothers Day weekend, went to Chicago. Call me Monday to rescedule your appointment." I freaked! We were supposed to have updos done, I have very fine hair that is a pain in the bottom to try and do myself.

I started calling around and found someone who would do my hair in a panic, the next town over had a day spa that told me to come down ASAP and they worked their magic. They even felt so bad for me with my puffy eyes that they did my make up. Poor Dh and DD had to wait for me since we were running out of time to get to the wedding. I gave them one heck of a tip and my service from then on!

Poor sister in law let future mother in law do her flowers. The lady tried to put out hanging baskets with the hanger still attached. But fake (very bad fake flowers) for our bouquets! We did what we could with that one, running out to buy more flowers and what not!