wedding trainwrecks

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I was wondering if anyone had any juicy stories about weddings gone wrong.

The worst wedding I attended was one in which I was a bridesmaid. It was outdoors at a Renaissance Festival. The bride decided to save money and not rent an aisle runner even though the aisle was grass. Unfortunately it rained the week before and the ground was muddy.

The original plan was for us to rent our bridesmaids outfits from the fair. A few weeks before the wedding though the bride decided that she wanted us to wear hoopskirts and matching skirts. She had a seamstress make the skirts and despite our protests she didn't have the seamstress measure us for the skirts even though the maid of honor wore petite clothes and one of the bridesmaids was 5" 9.

During the processional the maid of honor tripped on her way too long skirt and fell face first in the mud.
 
I was wondering if anyone had any juicy stories about weddings gone wrong.

The worst wedding I attended was one in which I was a bridesmaid. It was outdoors at a Renaissance Festival. The bride decided to save money and not rent an aisle runner even though the aisle was grass. Unfortunately it rained the week before and the ground was muddy.

The original plan was for us to rent our bridesmaids outfits from the fair. A few weeks before the wedding though the bride decided that she wanted us to wear hoopskirts and matching skirts. She had a seamstress make the skirts and despite our protests she didn't have the seamstress measure us for the skirts even though the maid of honor wore petite clothes and one of the bridesmaids was 5" 9.

During the processional the maid of honor tripped on her way too long skirt and fell face first in the mud.

I can tell ya right now, this thread is going to need pictures! :lmao:
 
I was three when I parents married.

During the ceremony I lost it and ran back down the isle to my grandmother wailing because, "Mommy and Daddy aren't going to live in New Port Richey anymore! They're going to live in Holy Matrimony!"
 
At my outdoor wedding, I was off behind a building across the way waiting to be walked down the aisle. I was standing there with my brother in my big ballgown dress. A guy came up to me and asked me for directions to another wedding. I just gave him a weird look and said 'I don't know, I'm a little busy right now to be giving out directions though. Sorry'. Not quite a train wreck, but definitely a WTH kind of moment.
 

Outdoor wedding at a golf/country club. Bride got out of the limo and realized she left the marriage license at home. A family member was sent home to get it. By the time he returned it had started to rain, and we all hurried into the clubhouse. Where we couldn't go yo the party room because there was another wedding going on. So we wound up in the bar with the golfers. And that is where they held the ceremony.

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Very formal reception- sit down 7 course meal- no children
during meal, groomsmen ( groom's brother) invites anyone to the mic to share how they met their love.

After a few stories, one of bridesmaid's husband (intoxicated) proceeds to tell of the night he met his future wife at a bar and she was dismissing him and he wasn't giving up and she finally told him she was gay ( not so).
I remember saying to the woman sitting next to me "did he just say what I think he said". Remember, he was intoxicated......AND proceeded to go on and on.

A few minutes later, I get up to go to the restroom and inside the ladies room the intoxicated man's wife ( a bridesmaid) is screaming at someone in the groom's family how her husband "is the most wonderful man" alive............And the groom's family member is screaming how much of a disgrace it was for him to tell a story like that true or not............ remember, not of our culture and the poor groom's grandparents were right in front of the mic and heard everything.

It wasn't long before the groom's family of men are in a battle with the intoxicated man and doing their best to escort him OUT of the reception area.

Dinner was just finishing so none of the traditional after dinner things had even started.

It was a really nice venue, great food, everything was beautiful and then to have that happen was ....................unfortunate and unforgettable.

I believe the bride and bridemaid's friendship ended that evening.:sad: This was more of her husband ( the groom and his family) stating no more..............
 
I had been asked to play the organ and piano for my cousins wedding. Organ for the prenup music, processional and recessional and the piano for the soloist. To keep track of time before beginning music for the entrance of the wedding party I use to place a small clock where I could easily see it which I did in this case also. After the wedding party had entered, I left the organ and walked the hallway behind the sanctuary to get to the piano to accompany the soloist. I was seated at the piano when midway of the service the alarm on the small travel clock went off. I had two choices--run back to the organ to turn it off knowing that it would gave probably run down by then or sit and endure the noise, which I did. My face was SO red

A friend of mine said he was playing at a a wedding when he noticed that one of the groomsmen who had just gotten over the flu began to look as though he was about to faint, which he did. Behind him was a tall wicker basket containing flowers. There were eight of these baskets all connected by satin material. You already know what happened. When he fell he hit the basket on the end which pulled down the next basket and the next and the next......

One last story. Another friend travelled to the wedding of his wife's cousin. He noticed at the after rehearsal dinner the prospective groom was drinking like a man on a mission. The next day everyone was at the church except the groom. People waited and waited and finally it was announced there would be no wedding. The groom had gotten cold feet
The wedding party returned to their home and the bride, still in her wedding dress, fell on the stairs sobbing her heart out. Her grandmother walked up, looked at her, and calmly said "All dressed up and no place to go". My friend said he and his wife made a hasty retreat to another room!
 
We booked our venue over xmas for a 9/14 wedding. This hotel was to house the wedding party, rehearsal and dinner, a room for the ceremony, a room for cocktail hour and another for the reception. We booked as it was beautiful and dh had a history of booking conventions with them, so they gave us a HUGE discount.

Late March we get a call from the new events manager, but were told we didn't need to meet until Aug. I said no, as I wanted to be sure he understood all the provisions we were given. So we came in, spoke for a few hours and the man turns white and stops talking. Dh was like, "what's the deal?" Events Manager says "we've been talking about a Sat night wedding, yes?" Me, "Yes?". He doesn't speak, picks up our file and leaves the office and asks us to hold on. Panic sits in. Guy comes back in and tells us we are booked for a Sunday wedding on the 15th and the 14th was booked before we even toured the facility!!! HOLY COW.

After a week of fighting and getting a lawyer on board we find out the previous events manager was fired for double and triple booking weddings and skimming funds off the top and was now in jail! :eek: In order to get another Sat eve we had to wait until 11/23 which was the day after my bday and is often Tgiving. Not a big deal, but I always hated being a Tgiving baby since they are often lumped together. Then to top it off dh and his family both owned business so they'd have to close the weekend before black Friday, which is a big sale weekend for them...or we could wait for 1/30. Um, no.

Well after more arguing, we took the 11/23 date, got even more knocked off the bill, a free dessert buffet, airfare and 1st night stay for our honeymoon, free ceremony room and much much more. Also, if any of our already booked vendors couldn't' switch dates they paid for loss of down payments. The list goes on.

We've been married 10 years now. :love:
 
I broke down on my way to a wedding in which I was one of the groomsmen. MAJOR mechanical failure. Fortunately, someone in the caravan (out of town wedding) realized I was missing and came back for me. Just had to abandon my truck on I44. We then drove at breakneck speed to pick up the tux, and I then changed in the back seat at 115 miles per hour. Got to the church on time though :thumbsup2
 
One of my friends had a house fire 2 nights before her wedding. Her very expensive and ordered and altered well in advance dream gown burned (along with everything she owned including her home) so she had to stay in a hotel and buy an off the rack dress and pay a small fortune to get it altered same day. No one got hurt and the wedding turned out beautiful.
 
Wedding was at the clubhouse of a subdivision, so nothing fancy. Bidesmaids had tea length dresses of various colors groom was in shirt and kakhi, groomsmen who were sons of bride and groom were in white shirts and khakis, one of them had on pants way too shot and you could see the white socks with the black dress shoes. Bride shows up 30 minutes late with this very tight gown with a big poofy long train. Nothing at all matched ! Aparently the strapless dress was 'borrowed' because it wasn't properly fitted on this big girl. We saw a little more than we wanted to during the ceremony!!

While they were doing outdoor pictures by a pond the sister of the bride decided she could throw the bride in ! They both ended up rolling in the muck and mud on the side of the pond. They 'flashed' eveyone, and the whole thing ended with the bride screeching at her sister NOT because she tried to throw her in the pond but because she told the bride "I'm 50 pounds lighter than you"

OH! I also have pictures of that wedding of the bride outside in her gown, flowers cradeled in one arm, and TWO cigarettes in the other hand !
Best trainwreck I've ever been to!
 
It wasn't a wedding I attended, but one my husband did. He was a groomsman in an out of town wedding shortly after we started dating so I got quite the ear-full when he returned and I asked "how was it?"

The bride and groom decided to do their pictures before the ceremony rather than after for lighting purposes. They took all the bride/bridesmaids pictures, groom/groomsman pictures, family pictures, and even the pictures of bride and groom together. After the pictures, it was a short 5 minute drive to where the ceremony was being held. Well, if you didn't guess already, after the pictures the bride was raring to go... But the groom got cold feet. He told his buddies in the truck that he couldn't go through with it. And he didn't! My husband had to tell the bride's family and every male member of her family came out onto the lawn and got into a royal rumble with the groom and groomsmen. My now-husband showed me the ripped pants and bruises that he had from the brawl. I can't imagine how crappy that poor bride felt, and on top of that it was AFTER they had all their "wedding photos" taken!!! I hope she never viewed them. To my knowledge they never spoke again. That's the first time I had heard of a wedding not happening on the big day outside of movies and TV.
 
Not a 'trainwreck" but a wedding story...

One of the woman I teach with had a wedding planned for the first weekend in November of last year. It was a beautiful church in a beach community on Long Island... and it was destroyed by Superstorm Sandy a week before her wedding( as were her home, reception site and most of her shower gifts.)

So she rescheduled it for a different church and a different reception site, in a different community, for the weekend of February 8.... when we got a huge blizzard. She got married in a foot of snow. She said that her immediate family all got in before the blizzard, and that meant the wedding was on, regardless of who else was able to get there.

We've decided that if rain brings good luck, then her marriage must be absolutely blessed.
 
My cousin-in-law was in a terrible car accident the day before her wedding. Luckily she was banged up but okay (and very sore). At the rehearsal dinner after she got out of the hospital, her mother (a total witch if ever I met one) told her that she looked like a *deleted* because the bride to be wore dress pants and a dress shirt to the dinner instead of a dress. She also conveniently "forgot" to pack the bridal party gifts into her car and then chastised the bride for even having asked her to do it yelling "you knew I was too busy to deal with that ****!"

At teh actual wedding, the bride's aunt (mom's sister) got fall down drunk and was hitting on every male in the room, including her own nephews and was caught making out with one. I was sitting in the lounge area and she walked in and screamed "WOOOOOO!!" and hoisted her dress skirt up over her head...flashing her lack of underwear to all of us in the lounge.

The bride's brother and groom's brother coerced all the younger crowd into doing KEG STANDS (which my older sister, then 37) happily took part while I tried to find a hole to crawl into.

The groom had one friend in attendance who happened to be black. Bride's aunt (not the one from above) came up to him at the bar (it was a self-serve bar) and yelled at him that he needed to hurry up clearing tables and make her a drink...then muttered something horribly racial about him being "the help".

At the end of the night, the mortified and exhausted bride and groom tried to hop in their limo to head home, when the bride's stinking-drunk brother jumped in with them and a couple of his friends and demanded they drive them all home (in a different town opposite of the bride/grooms home), even though they had a ride available. When they refused, the witch mother raised holy hell about the bride being selfish.

I wound up as the designated driver (only one not drinking) and ferried a boatload of drunken siblings and cousins home. My younger sister picked a HUGE fight with me because I refused to allow her to smoke in the car...then went on a nightlong crying jag that culminated in her storming out of our shared hotel room at 3am and slamming the door behind her hard enough to wake everyone in that hall....all while I never spoke one word.

Good times.
 
In March, we went to the wedding and reception of one of DH's co-workers. The reception was a very traditional Chinese wedding feast. I'm sure the food was wonderful for people who are accustomed to eating it. There was squid, lobster still in the shell with the heads on, a platter of sliced duck with the duck's head in the middle, lots of fried items with stuff inside that we couldn't identify. The other tables of people really seemed to be enjoying the food. Our table of co-workers and spouses kind of picked at it. I generally like fish and tried a few bites of the things that looked appetizing.

The next day (Sunday), I felt a little off but not really sick. On Monday morning, I woke up feeling nauseous and with a pain in the middle of my stomach. I called in sick for the day, barely ate anything and dozed off a lot. By that evening, I was horribly nauseous and just felt awful. I had to stay home on Tuesday as well. I didn't really feel 100% for at least a week. One of DH's co-workers who was at the wedding also stayed home on Monday with the same symptoms.

The bride returned to work two weeks later and it was then that we found out the wedding guests were exposed to Norovirus. One of the bride's cousins ended up at the emergency room for dehydration. They questioned him about where he had eaten and he mentioned the wedding reception. Others from the bride's family also started arriving at the ER so the Health Department was notified. They cultured samples from the sick people and they were positive for Norovirus. In the meantime, the Health Dept. checked out the restaurant and found no evidence of spoiled food, so they ruled out food poisoning. The bride found out when she returned from her honeymoon that 30 of her wedding guests ended up with Norovirus, possibly more who didn't tell her they were sick. Not a fun experience!
 
This was about 30 years ago. The bride was a friend, young (21) and had fallen hard for who we called "the mystery man". He was 40-ish, handsome and sophisticated, seemed to have a lot of money to flash around, but was rather vague as to where this money was coming from ("deals", "investments", etc., etc. and was out of town a lot).

The wedding was being held in a fancy hotel. We had all gathered for the ceremony but the groom was running late. He was supposed to be bringing the minister with him. After about a half-hour, the groom shows up in his tuxedo, with his teenage son (who the bride did not know about), but without the minister. The groom, bride and her family went into another room. We milled around for another half hour until the bride's father came out and made the announcement that there wasn't going to be a wedding, but please to go ahead and enjoy the food and drinks, and that he would talk to everyone later. He then went back into the other room.

Now, the bride's previous boyfriend, who she had left to take up with "mystery man" had showed up uninvited, but was behaving himself up until then. However, he was hitting the bar rather hard. After a while, the bride-not-to-be, groom-in-disgrace and her family came out of the room and the bride's father started circulating to explain that the groom seemed to have forgotten (and just remembered?) the fact that he was still married to his first wife. Why "mystery man" was still hanging around at that point is beyond me......I assume he would have been in the next state by then, but nobody asked me my opinion, yaknowwhaddimean?

Sooo, things were proceeding in a rather civilized manner (as much as we, her friends, were debating whether to take "mystery man" out in the parking lot and castrate him or not), the ex-boyfriend approached "mystery man" with an outstretched hand as if he wanted to shake his hand. "Mystery Man" extended HIS hand, whereupon ex-boyfriend hauled back and punched him hard in the face, knocking him out. Ex-boyfriend was hustled off, paramedics were called (and given the official story that "mystery man" had tripped and fallen...on his face...hard) and we all decided that the show was over and went home.

I did attend her next wedding three years later and it went off with no surprises, and, to my knowledge, she is still happily married. What happened to "Mystery Man" is anybody's guess.
 
This was a crazy situation all around. The bride was a friend of ours. She used to date a friend of ours prior to meeting the groom. To make matters even more complicated, the bride's sister was previously engaged to our friend's brother. Both exes and their parents were invited to the wedding. The bride's ex-boyfriend brought along his current girlfriend. It was a completely awkward situation.

The wedding was early afternoon and there were a few hours to kill before the reception. A big group of us ended up hitting a local bar. I had given birth 15 days prior and the 2nd beer had me pretty loopy. My dh didn't drink. The ex was starting to get pretty ripped.

We get to the reception and manage to get through dinner. After dinner the ex's girlfriend finally figured out that her boyfriend had never gotten over the bride. They get into a shouting match. My dh is trying to keep the peace and keep them from wrecking the reception. It wasn't working real well.

Then add to my poor dh's woes that his wife (me) is still loopy from the beer, has whacked out crazy hormones and starting to freak out since I haven't seen my baby since the early morning when we left her with my parents. I start getting angry and demanding to go home. Poor dh!

He ended up handing over the friend and the girlfriend to his parents and told them to keep them under control. We left. I guess they managed not to make complete fools of themselves, but I was darn glad to get out of there. I can't even begin to explain how uncomfortable it was.
 
My cousin-in-law was in a terrible car accident the day before her wedding. Luckily she was banged up but okay (and very sore). At the rehearsal dinner after she got out of the hospital, her mother (a total witch if ever I met one) told her that she looked like a *deleted* because the bride to be wore dress pants and a dress shirt to the dinner instead of a dress. She also conveniently "forgot" to pack the bridal party gifts into her car and then chastised the bride for even having asked her to do it yelling "you knew I was too busy to deal with that ****!"

At teh actual wedding, the bride's aunt (mom's sister) got fall down drunk and was hitting on every male in the room, including her own nephews and was caught making out with one. I was sitting in the lounge area and she walked in and screamed "WOOOOOO!!" and hoisted her dress skirt up over her head...flashing her lack of underwear to all of us in the lounge.

The bride's brother and groom's brother coerced all the younger crowd into doing KEG STANDS (which my older sister, then 37) happily took part while I tried to find a hole to crawl into.

The groom had one friend in attendance who happened to be black. Bride's aunt (not the one from above) came up to him at the bar (it was a self-serve bar) and yelled at him that he needed to hurry up clearing tables and make her a drink...then muttered something horribly racial about him being "the help".

At the end of the night, the mortified and exhausted bride and groom tried to hop in their limo to head home, when the bride's stinking-drunk brother jumped in with them and a couple of his friends and demanded they drive them all home (in a different town opposite of the bride/grooms home), even though they had a ride available. When they refused, the witch mother raised holy hell about the bride being selfish.

I wound up as the designated driver (only one not drinking) and ferried a boatload of drunken siblings and cousins home. My younger sister picked a HUGE fight with me because I refused to allow her to smoke in the car...then went on a nightlong crying jag that culminated in her storming out of our shared hotel room at 3am and slamming the door behind her hard enough to wake everyone in that hall....all while I never spoke one word.

Good times.

:scared:
 
I attended my nephew's wedding two years ago and that was something.

I went a couple days early to help my sister with everything. She was not real happy with the my nephew marrying the young woman, but since he was happy she was making the best of it. The bride-to-be was pregnant and her family were not doing a whole lot to help plan the wedding. My sister offered her house for the reception and the rehearsal dinner. The day before the wedding, the bride's family came over to help decorate the backyard for the wedding. Putting up tables and chairs, hanging the tulle over the yard and putting the balloons at the tables. The balloons got there and were tangled, so the bride's mother & I were trying to untangle them. The bride came out for all of a minute and then disappeared when her mom asked her to help.

We had three tables set up for the rehearsal dinner and had arranged the tables so that it wasn't just a group of friends together. We had it so that it was a mix of people that knew each other with some that didn't.

The bride got mad because her best friend was at a different table than her and with people she didn't know. :eek: There was at least one person at the table that she did know, but because she was not at the same table as the bride, the bride threw a fit. My sister (who sometimes can't hold her tongue) got mad and yelled at the bride and then turned round and told the bride's father what he still owed her for food and such. She immediately regretted it, but the bride's father was a stubborn jerk. He snapped back and then got a check for my sister and left. His wife stayed for the dinner and acted as if nothing had happened.

At the wedding the next day, the bride wore a strapless gown and 4 inch red spike heels. (Now I will probably get flamed for that, but given that she was almost 4 months pregnant, I didn't think it was really appropriate). The minister was in jeans and flip flops. :confused: And the mother of the bride wore one of the bride's short, strapless dresses. :confused3 The father of the bride did not attend the reception and the bride gave her veil to some little girl who was friend of the family. She was mad because some one left her other shoes at the church. At the reception, the head table that she insisted on having was empty the entire time. Eventually some guests started sitting at it.

My sister, myself, two of my sister's friends and my BIL worked our butts off at the reception and the bride's family did absolutely nothing. The mother of the bride actually ordered one of the friends to do something. The friend just looked at her and went about her business.

Three hours before the wedding my nephew was having doubts. My sister told him that if he wanted to call it off, that was fine. We would just go ahead with the reception, but it would be a nice get together.

They have been married two years now and have two boys.
 
More more more...:rotfl:

I was a maid of honor...I opened my new shoe box at the church and I had 2 right shoes. That's boring. It hurt for 40 min.....but

MORE MORE MORE...great thread! :thumbsup2 Especially after dealing with a mouthy 14 yr old teenager...thank you all...O.M.G....the cold feet stories...O.M.G.! I would die! lol
 


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