In the enchanting world of weddings, there exists a rare breed of brides whose demeanor takes an unexpected turn, transforming her from blushing beauty to a force of wedding day chaos. From demanding divas to complete control freaks, this story unravels the extraordinary lengths to which some brides go to make their special day truly unforgettable. All content has been edited for clarity.
“She Was A Terrible Bride”
“My friend got married a while back. She had two weddings. We came from different financial backgrounds, and I was originally a friend of the groom that became a friend of hers during their engagement.
She had her first wedding in the local state she grew up in. The second wedding was a destination wedding one month later. The bride couldn’t decide which dress to get, so she bought three. I was the maid of honor at the local event, and I was supposed to be at the destination wedding. I had to overdraw my bank account to attend and cover expenses, so I was in awe at all the extravagances.
The wedding was a three-hour ceremony with two venue changes. ‘I want what I want!’ and, ‘It’s my day!’ still ring in my ears just thinking of it.
The bride spent 60k in credit card debt on the ceremonies. The day before the wedding, she told me she hadn’t told the groom how much the weddings cost. The best part? When the bride was in her second wedding dress change, she started to scream about how things weren’t exactly what she wanted. She stood there half-dressed and drunk yelling about how the cake wasn’t perfect. The cake cost 3k, and it was transported from another state. The cake was slightly messed up on the back side from transportation, but it was barely noticeable.
The whole bridal party just stood in the hallway waiting to take pictures again while she pulled herself together.
Fed up with her entitled behavior, I stomped over to the bride and told her, ‘You need to shut up. I’m not coming to your wedding in Ireland anymore. I shouldn’t have to remind you about how hundreds of your guests can hear you throwing a drunken fit,’ and fixed her bustle.
At the end of the Irish dancing groups, toasts, and wedding dance, her PAID wedding planner offered me drugs for putting up with the bride’s spoiled behavior. The lady did it loudly and openly in front of an aunt, who later told the bride.
It was awful. The bride was honestly a good person, just a terrible bride and drunk.”
“I Will Never Be A Bridesmaid Again”
“When I was a bridesmaid, I overheard the bride drunkenly whisper to a mutual friend on her wedding day about how if she could do it all over again, she wouldn’t have had me and a mutual friend in her bridal party. It was disappointing because I was the bride’s maid of honor. I planned her bachelorette party and dropped a lot of money on it personally so she would have the party she wanted.
I gifted her a pair of Jimmy Choos for her wedding day along with a beautiful ring with her wedding date engraved. I had to fly to Europe for her wedding, use a hire car to get around, and help with loading and transporting wedding items back and forth. I was up early the morning of the wedding arranging with the hotel to deliver breakfast and coffee for the bridal party.
An old friend decided a week before the wedding, she was going to fly in to surprise the bride. I had to arrange the surprise, find a hotel room for this friend, and speak to the groom to check with catering and arrange a seat for the friend without the bride knowing. I stepped in to help the makeup artist when she was running behind schedule. Plus, I constantly walked the venue to make sure things were staying on track.
There were more things she did throughout the night that infuriated me. I was treated and spoken to like a servant. I catered to the bride’s every need from six in the morning until midnight. To overhear the negative comments about myself from the bride were so disheartening.
Apparently, her wedding day was ruined because the calla lilies in her centerpieces wouldn’t stay suspended in the water vase like she wanted. Somehow, it was all MY fault because they slowly floated to the top.
The next day, the bride was all hugs and kisses.
She cried, ‘This was the best night ever! I couldn’t have done it without you!’ and lunged in for a hug.
Honestly, I’ve never wanted to punch someone in the face so hard in my life. I will never be a bridesmaid again.”
“I Think Not Staying Friends Was For The Best”
“A while back, a friend asked me to be a bridesmaid in her last-minute wedding. The wedding was to take place in a little over a month. She had us order semi-expensive dresses and they HAD to be altered to a certain length. Shoes had to be ordered. Toenails had to be painted a neutral color and fingernails had to be French manicured. We weren’t allowed to paint our nails. According to the bride, we HAD to get them done at a salon. Our hair HAD to be done professionally by her hairstylist. And we were not, under any circumstance, to have bikini tan lines visible. Mind you, this was right after summer. I lived in an area where beach attire was usually the only attire and everyone had visible tan lines. I understood having a general guideline for attire, but the bride acted as if I would look terrible if I did my hair and makeup.
I eventually had to tell my friend about how I could not afford to have everything done professionally with such short notice. I would have been happy to do my hair and makeup. My hair was so short I couldn’t do an updo, anyway.
The bride begged, ‘Well, why don’t you let my mom pay? You can always pay her back later.’
This was the final straw.
I sent an email to her discussing how I could no longer be at her wedding. She was pregnant, about to get hitched, and I was adding to her list of problems. I valued the friendship and told her such, but just couldn’t do what she was asking.
Afterward, I didn’t hear from her for YEARS. Until one day she sent me a message. In the message, she just asked me to buy from her multi-level marketing campaign. Annoying.
I think not staying friends was for the best.”
The Bitter Bridezilla
“I worked as a wedding planner. I saw crazy things happen at weddings all of the time.
One time, the bride invited her ex-boyfriend to her wedding because ‘He was just a really good friend.’
During the reception, the bride’s husband of two hours went to the bathroom. While he went to the bathroom, the bride planted a kiss on her ex-boyfriend’s cheek.
When the bride noticed I saw her, she turned to me and said, ‘What are you looking at? Mind your own business!’
At the end of the night, the catering staff informed me about how the bride and groom still hadn’t settled their bill. If they didn’t make a payment the same night, an additional fee would be charged. So, I ran outside to tell the bride and groom before they drove away.
Two days later, I received a phone call from the groom.
He angrily explained, ‘My wife is upset with your lack of professionalism! We want a refund, especially after the scene you caused with the catering team!’
All I was trying to do was save the bride and groom from additional charges, but instead, the bride was angry at me.
I smirked and asked the groom, ‘Well, are you aware of the scene your WIFE made when she kissed her ex-boyfriend on the dance floor while you were in the bathroom?’
The groom hung up on me afterward. Wedding planning could be a rough world sometimes.”