Bridesmaids Share Their Horror Stories

all the girlfriend did was leave, it's okay to just let her do her thing and I'm like she's literally crying in the fetal position. I've been a bridesmaid about four times so far, she's always a bridesmaid, never a bun. I have been a bridesmaid. bridesmaid once, eh, for my cousin's wedding, I wasn't a great bridesmaid, I'll be honest, I didn't do the best job, I've been a bridesmaid five times and every bride has had her own difficulties and challenges, but at the end At the end of the day, I'm happy to be there for my friends.

I have been a bridesmaid five times. Each experience is completely different. My friend asked me to be a bridesmaid. She was very excited at that moment. I was one of five

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. The night of the bachelorette party, my friend really wanted to do something big, she just wanted to go crazy, so we thought, you know, let's run a hotel, let's have a big party, let's get strippers, that was my idea, we get stripper boys, stripper girls for everyone. and we'll just have fun, drink, party and dance all night, everyone goes to the room, everyone has shots and drinks, the bride is somewhere in the corner drinking and just wandering a little bit, so I brought her back to the party and I said, Hey girl, come here girl, do a lap dance and I brought this really pretty dancer to come give her a lap dance and I'm excited because I'm like she's never done it. even like a girl dances with her or something, it's more me, she's at the dance and she's having fun and laughing and we're just joking and yelling and they end up getting up and going into a separate room and we're guessing she wanted a private dance.

They were gone for about 25 minutes and I'm thinking what the hell is going on, so she finally comes back. It looks all messy. Her eye makeup is smudged. She says, "Hey guys." I'm not getting married. I'm going to be a lesbian. She says: Yes, I'm done. I just had a conversation and realized that I'm getting married for the wrong reasons. I feel so guilty here. I was thinking about what happened in that room that made her decide the wedding was off so we just calmed down, okay, like you're just drinking and it's really not that serious she says no, I'm serious, I mean it.

I'm going to quit, I was like, okay, We're just going to move on because you can't argue with drunk people, then she starts trying to make out with me and all our friends, everything gets very sloppy, finally we thought about sitting down, drinking some water I don't want. water, it's like taking things out of people's hands, it's like I feel bad, he runs to go to the bathroom, but he doesn't make it, he literally throws up all over the floor in front of everyone my other friends like. Sick, it's a disaster. I'm trying to help her up and get to the bathroom and she's physically fighting me like she's resisting.

It was so hellish having someone vomit on her as if she was trying to resist. It was disgusting and finally she got really tired we put her to bed she falls asleep thank god we have to clean the whole place and then when she wakes up in the morning she doesn't remember a damn thing I was so mad at her but I couldn't be mad at her she didn't remember that she wedding was beautiful we were all looking at each other like hello you don't know what happened last night so my cousin asked me to be a bridesmaid for her wedding and I was so excited she made it so easy for her She said all you have to do is to do is go and pick up this dress that I picked out and hem it and buy it like nude heels so I go to David's wedding and I do the first thing you know so I walked up and I thought I would do it.

Go schedule a time. They told me we did set up a time, but I walk in and the lady says, "You know we can fit you in now," and she grabs me and pulls me back and like I'm not ready. without using deodorant, she pushes me into a dressing room and she's like measuring me and she asks me how much you're going to weigh next to me and no one has ever asked me what all my weight I'm going to weigh afterwards. I don't know how I felt. like this woman was intimidating me a little bit, but she also did everything very quickly, it was easy, I picked up my dress in a week, I went out and bought nude heels.

I also don't really like nude heels because you don't understand why you want a shoe that looks like you're not wearing shoes like a meat shoe. I took the dress and heels and treated them like Harry Potter. I put them in the closet until they presented a problem. The wedding arrived and we left. This beautiful winery and the first thing I do is do the test and I think I'm going to kill it. I see the hallway, it's only 20 feet. I had three steps to walk to the altar and then we stood there and walked. The next day is the wedding, we go to this beautiful balcony to get ready, they are playing music and drinking champagne, everyone starts putting on

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dresses and I put mine on and realized I had never folded my dress.

I was going to ask my grandmother. to hem but she was in the res and then she came back and I had forgotten about it because it was in my closet for seven months I just didn't look at it and then the wedding came and I just took it out and put it in my car and left I didn't even check it. I'm looking at the other girls and all

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dresses are falling down to their ankles and I'm looking down and I have like two inches of fabric on the floor and you. I can't see my heels and I can't walk like I'm trying not to step on the dress because I don't want to rip it and I don't want to fall and people are starting to notice and I wonder what's going on, Sienna, I decided I'm going to lie and say, oh yeah, the dressing hammer person, they must have folded it in a weird, different, weird way, it's not my fault and they don't care much. put on makeup and whatever and I think: you know what?

There's not much walking at a wedding. I think I can do this, but in the chapel I realized that I am not going to kill. The 20 feet seem 20 feet longer. Now it presents a legitimate problem. I'm really worried. I need to not be a distraction. People are supposed to whisper to each other when the wedding starts and they see the bride. There is a whisper about her and they say she is so beautiful. It's not supposed to. to go oh, I didn't know that Sienna was stabbed shortly before the wedding and now she's limping down the aisle, so we walk down the aisle and I'm holding on to the groomsmen and I'm taking little steps at a time trying not to trip me so as not to rip my dress, so we go down the hall and up the stairs and I say, oh thank God, I'm doing it, I'm doing it and I stand at the altar, that's easy, that's easy, my cousin gets married , next step we have to leave the church again and I grab the best man and we go down the stairs and I hear my heel go through the gauze in the back and rip it and I say, oh, so close, but no one knows.

He notices and discreetly unbuttons my dress from the heel. We have to go to the reception. That's the last thing I have to find when we enter. I just have to get to the table. I killed him. I did it. Then I take off my heels and tie the front of my dress in a big knot and I'm dancing. I don't even care that the dress rides up and the knot looks a lot like a penis I'm having. I had a good time and I still have the dress, I still have it here's a knot I can't get out and while you're dancing around it like you're limp as sandals I've been lying about this for like a year and I'm so glad to get it off my chest, I I'm sorry, my friend asked me to be a bridesmaid.

This particular friend of mine is someone who has very good taste but also very extravagant taste, so I remember being very nervous when we went shopping for the dress because I kept thinking, oh God, I hope she doesn't choose something that's out of my range. prices. We were trying on dresses that cost several hundred dollars and it was mainly because I wanted very ornate details on the dress, so beaded bodices, something that would look nice. very regal, very princess-like and then some of the other

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started talking, the bride ended up doing a lot of research and found a dress from China that we all ordered, we were all very unsure how the size was going to work and we ordered them about eight to ten months before the wedding, during which I ended up losing quite a bit of weight when the dress arrived.

It was quite beautiful. It had a lot of attention to detail at the top. Lots of rhinestones. intricate design and then a pretty sparkly skirt, but due to sizing issues my dress didn't fit at all as soon as I zipped it up, the top of the dress immediately fell to my waist, not really the spectacular moment you're looking at. because at a wedding now I wanted the dress to fit me well. I only had a window of about three weeks to try to make this dress work. The main problem I had when I went to a tailor is that the tailor didn't think my strapless bra looked great on me for that dress.

I wasn't willing to buy another bra just to please this tailor and the tailor wasn't willing to alter it. The last thing I wanted was for the dress to fall off while I walked. Down the aisle, luckily, I found a bunch of safety pins and a lot of help to keep the dress standing. Now, on the day of the wedding, I felt absolutely terrified because I was so afraid that some of the safety pins were going to break. On the way out, it was really tricky trying to hide the safety pins because the last thing I wanted was to walk down the aisle and have people notice this piece of safety pin art on the back of my dress, so I had to try to be really creative and hide them inside which also created a very uncomfortable situation every time I sat down because I had them pressing against my skin so I felt uncomfortable all day and I was very afraid of a wardrobe malfunction when I look back at the photos from the wedding and I'm a little embarrassed because, especially in the side photos, you can see a pretty big gap between the bodice of the dress and where my body is now, apart from the dress, this was the most incredible thing.

The wedding I have been a part of was truly magical and a dream come true and everything the bride wanted a few years ago, one of my best friends asked me to be a bridesmaid. It was lovely and wonderful until the wedding weekend began. She had also asked one of her childhood friends that she wasn't particularly close with yet to be a part of the wedding because you know she's your childhood friend and you want her there with you. I had never met her the night of the rehearsal dinner. We're making things, we're putting things together, we're gluing these flowers together, she has a complete breakdown, I'm talking, crying in the fetal position on the floor, we had no idea what was going on, I've never met this girl, so I was like if I don't know what to do I calm the situation down I go talk to her all the girlfriend did was leave okay just let her do her thing and I'm like she's literally crying in the fetal position. well she calmed down, we had her dinner, I thought everything was fine, all the bridesmaids and I were hanging out with the bride and we actually found out she hadn't gotten anywhere to stay, she just assumed she was staying with the bride.

She didn't get an Airbnb. She didn't get a hotel. She didn't agree with anyone else. What she knew. She just assumed she would stay with her boyfriends. One of the other girls came over and said she was fine. I crashed on my couch, but what was she going to do on the night of the wedding? The next day we found out that that night she had texted the boyfriend who she had met that day and told him that you would marry both of us and we are a couple and you know if you do this to her you will do it to me too and I will also be your wife because you will marry both of them, that's all, fortunately he was quite calm. leave, I don't know, I just got this text message, it was super strange, whatever we do during the day, we are all getting ready and again a total crisis about I don't know what, just screaming and crying threatening to do things suitcases slamming doors like you know, grabbing everything, she's just a mess and just throwing things and screaming and finally the girlfriend had had enough, she said, you know what, I'm not going to do this anymore half an hour before she starts. she takes the bridesmaid aside she's in her beautiful expensive ball gown the bridesmaid is in her long pretty bridesmaid dress and she's just letting her have it and we see her and we like the other room and we're like trying to look and look and she just does this and likes to talk to her and get face to face, the bridesmaid just cries, she yells at her too and they both yell at each other half an hour before the ceremony when they're supposed to this is nice. "You're getting ready, oh we're going to take pictures of your mom putting the veil on you and then the girl runs out, we don't know where she went she, the bride came in and said you know what I'm over." I'm fine, I'm not going to deal with this, I'm not going to let it ruin my day.

Luckily, one of the lovely groomsmen fought her off and brought her back inside. I don't know what he said, but he calmed her down a little. Now she wants a full face of makeup, now she wants all of her long Rapunzel hair curled up in these tight little curls, so the poor hair and makeup girls are like, I guess we have like 15 minutes, it took all the time we didn't.We were able to touch up the bride. The ceremony happens, it's very beautiful, very beautiful, we all cried, it's great, we thought about it, you know what happened, it's okay, no, we went out to take photos, she didn't stop smoking, like she just had cigarettes constantly. for two seconds just handing it to someone, she refuses to do that and then she kind of pawns her cigarette while she takes pictures, we think okay, maybe she'll calm down because we're about to go to the reception where she's going to eat. a little protein will take a cocktail maybe she will calm down. she had about 10 cocktails.

She ended up stealing a centerpiece and throwing up everywhere. It was a very hectic wedding weekend, to say the least.