6. From user sidebirch:
A friend of mine from high school became pen pals with several guys in prison immediately after graduation and started on a tear of dating said prisoners, including one guy who had been in prison for sexually assaulting a small child.
One of the guys she’d been corresponding with got out, and they started dating in person, and she quickly became pregnant. Despite the fact that this person already had four children with three different ex-wives (He was 30, and my friend was 22 at this point), she decided to marry him.
At the wedding and reception took place at a local spot with “Country Tavern” in the name. The bride was visibly pregnant in a brown and pink polka dot dress, and the groom wore jeans. I should say at this point – my friend was not a country girl, came from a family that was very upper-middle class and verging on high society, parents very influential business owners in the community, etc. So it was all pretty shocking.
The bride and groom moved in together in a house her dad owned, and the baby came along 3 months later. The couple got divorced 5 months after that.
7. From user Laz_Magpie:
I was a bridesmaid in a DIY wedding where almost nothing was done until the day before. To make an insanely long story semi-shorter:
-there was little to no communication from the bride leading up to the wedding. We had to reach out to find out where she wanted us to stay, when she wanted us to arrive, etc. -she threw a fit via text the night before the rehearsal because none of us had done anything to help them prepare (note: she never asked for our help) -the bridal party painted all the signs (one of which she made us repaint) -I helped assemble all the bouquets, which we were then told to redo -the bride, MOH, and groom drove out to Home Depot at 8 pm the night before the wedding to get pallet boards to make a dance floor -they then wanted to stain the boards until we convinced them otherwise -the bride and her MOH sat on the roof and drank wine while several bridesmaids and groomsmen painted the dance floor…in their rehearsal dinner clothes -the bride was actually my husband’s best friend from college and was his best “man”. Both she and her fiancé “forgot” to ask him to be in the wedding. -morning of the wedding guests are arriving and the dance floor is not assembled. Guests were literally taking turns nailing the boards together. With the tools my FIL just happened to have in his truck because of his job. -the bride was over half an hour late for the wedding -did I mention this was an outdoor seaside wedding in Maine in May? The day of the rehearsal was 80 and sunny. The day of the wedding was in the 50s and a downpour -no one tested the sound system until the first dance, so it didn’t work properly. After dancing to the 3+ min song with poor quality…they fixed the system and did it again -oh, they also waited over half an hour after dinner had finished to start the dancing because the bride, groom, moh, and groomsmen went to play in the rain. Half the guests left before dancing or toasts started -one of the bridesmaids was severely allergic to the flowers in the bouquets
And my personal favorite: -after the rehearsal dinner there was a ton of food left over. One of the groom’s brothers suggested they donate it to a food shelter. But his mother was adamant they keep it because she spent too much money on it for it to go to the homeless.
But, hey, their vows were beautiful and they’re still happily married, and the bride and I haven’t talked since the day of her wedding, so…cheers!
Tl;dr: DIY means leave everything to the last minute, then make your bridal party do it!
8. From user jeezy-chreezy:
Not me but my sister in law.
She’s a nurse, and she was at a wedding where a girl was falling down drunk in the bathroom. Not only did this girl puke, but she pooped herself. Then her sister came in, also drunk, and they fought and somehow slipped in the crap and one got knocked out. My SIL called an ambulance.
9. From user Josetta:
As I’ve mentioned on here a couple times, I was at a wedding once where the groom slept with a bridesmaid at the reception. So that was the worst I’ve seen.
I’ve also attended a wedding where the pastor was so drunk he forgot the couple’s names and that they were going to say their own vows, and fell back on his standard sermon that he slurred his way through. They ended up doing their vows at the reception later.
10. From user DFlyLoveHeart42:
My cousin decided to marry the man that almost killed her (not directly), but she was no angel either. She had made a point of smacking, hitting and belittling him in public since they first met. They were both from a small town of about 100 people and everyone in that area was pressuring them to get married. Well come the wedding day my cousin wore a small, tight homemade “wedding dress” to the reception and had people pay to dirty dance with her. Well, lo and behold he wasn’t fond of this idea. He started yelling, calling her a slut. She said it was her day and she could do whatever she wanted. In the end he threw a beer in her face and ran out. They got divorced a week later then remarried the next year. They are now “happily married with a beautiful baby girl on the way”.
11. From user moodychurchill:
Background: Mexican wedding – I wasn’t allowed a canadian one because (and I quote) “Im not paying for all of your friends to come eat, drink and celebrate.” All my friends were students and poor, all of his friends work in the oil fields and are wealthier so he thought it was a good way to have the wedding with ALL his friends there and none of mine. Joke was on him, 5 of my friends saved up and came, not a single one of his friends did. We had 14 other people attend only 3 people from his side came. The other 11 people were mind including friends and family who came from as far away as New Zealand.
I could go through a huge list that was the disaster of my life 3 months building up to the wedding but lets just talk about my personal highlight.
My brand new drunk husband getting in my face pointing a finger at me and saying “you’re a LIAR, you did it on purpose” over and over with increasing volume in front of my family.
This was because his brother had proposed we all go to resort nightclub after the reception and I had forgotten because I was a. drunk and b. with my family who I hadn’t seen in 5 years.
His brother had been at the club by himself for 40 minutes and hadn’t bothered to come back and see if we were still hanging out at the cabana we had been in for 2 hours.
So I spent the next 2 hours of my wedding night being forced to apologize to his brother for being a “LIAR”. I ended up finishing up my wedding night puking because the club was hot and I was dehydrated but I wasn’t allowed to leave until they closed to placate my new husband and his idiot brother.
My new husband didn’t help me, didn’t check on me, didn’t get me water. Instead he went to bed “too angry to speak”. We barely spoke for the rest of the trip.
12. From user Jbsbm:
Someone I know wanted to get married at the church she grew up going to as it was also close to the reception and is a pretty church.
Newer pastor decided to talk about how marriage is ONLY a man and a woman…when half the the bride’s friends are gays and dragqueens and the groom’s sister is lesbian. Then he also brought up political shit I think to impress guests that are in government in the front row but it just annoyed everyone like WTF does that have to do with marriage? When he was blessing them he blasted the bride in the face with holy water than a sprinkle.
It was the most awkward ceremony ever. Reception was fantastic though!
13. From user spannerNZ:
My actual wedding went ok, but my Mormon mother tried to do her best to sabotage it. I married a Catholic and we had a Catholic ceremony (minus the mass). Mum was massively upset at having to attend a Catholic ceremony! She wasn’t going to attend at all but my siblings convinced her it would be petty not to. She sniped and snarked all through the preparations, didn’t help at all but made demands that interfered with the rest of us, looked dour all through the ceremony, and kept commenting that it wasn’t a real wedding (since it wasn’t a temple marriage). I am sure it was her that “coughed” when the priest said the “till death do you part” bit (Mormon temple marriages are “for time and eternity”).
Then after the ceremony my new father-in-law made the mistake of asking her if she would look after the wedding certificate (she had a large carry-all with her as she was carrying around her scriptures so she could make a show of reading them). She “lost” wedding certificate. The priest had to make a statutory declaration that he had actually married us.