You always hear bridezilla stories from their wedding planners or photographers, but this time it's the bridesmaid's turn to dish on all the drama. And these brides completely define what it is to be a petty diva.
Over Dramatic Bride Who Tried To Ditch Her Wedding
“It was my brother’s wedding, and I was one of the bridesmaids for my sister-in-law.
We were taking all those cute, typical pre-wedding photos between the bride and her bridesmaid, and her and her parents, when we realized that only the bridesmaid’s transport had arrived and that the car for her and her dad was stuck somewhere.
She called up to find out what was happening, proceeded to scream at the poor guy who was stuck somewhere in the middle of no-where.
Her skin erupted in a red sort of rash that was visible on her chest, and her arms and she screamed that she was not going to get married if she couldn’t go in the car she paid for.
Half an hour went by. No car for her.
We suggested she just come with us. I mean we had a Volkswagen C2 wedding decorated van and had plenty of space for her and her parents.
Her response? ‘No, I can’t turn up this late to my wedding. I’m not getting married!’
After a tense 10 minutes, she got in our van, and we continued with the wedding day.”
Wow…Her Sister Needs A Yacht For Instagram Purposes?
“My sister is getting married and we received a ‘what’s allowed/ not allowed’ guide.
We, as bridesmaids, are not allowed to cut our hair too short, have to whiten our teeth, have a specific hairstyle, get facials, and meet up every two weeks to practice a group dance.
For the bachelorette, we have to have bottle service and take her on a private yacht so she can Instagram it. I joked that she was being a bridezilla and the next day she went sobbing to all my relatives saying she’s been nothing but perfect and accommodating.
Brides are crazy!”
Don’t Buy Your Wedding Shoes At Payless…
“My cousin married a vapid idiot.
The night before the wedding at the rehearsal she figured out the flower girl had the same shoes as her, in a much smaller size. She flipped her lid at 9 pm and made the mother of the flower girl buy different shoes for her before the ceremony.
That’s what happens when you buy your shoes from Payless. Not much of a selection in white.”
She Knew That She Was Having The Baby Soon!
“I actually ended up not being in my sister’s wedding because of her craziness.
She met her now former fiancée when I was 3 months pregnant. Then when I was about 5 months along, she planned the wedding for 2 weeks before my due date.
My firstborn was delivered after only 2 and a half hours of labor, from my very first contraction to when he was actually born, so there was no way that I was going to drive 13 hours to the wedding while I was that pregnant, and it’s against the rules to fly. Her two (completely serious) suggestions were that I either lie to the airline about how pregnant I am or that I should ‘just give birth sooner.’ She insisted that I make my OB schedule an induction so I can go to her wedding and be a bridesmaid with a few-days-old newborn, that was born early. When I declined, she got mad at me for my pregnancy ruining her wedding plans, even though the pregnancy pre-dated her relationship.
They never ended up getting married and aren’t even together, and the baby came the day after his due date after only 3.5 hours of labor.”
You Literally Had to APPLY To Be This Diva’s Bridesmaid!
“Last year, a friend’s sister recently received (get this) an INVITATION TO APPLY for a position for a bridesmaid at her upcoming wedding.
In June 2017.
Included in this ‘application’ were the location and dates of the various wedding ‘events’ at which all the candidates would have to be present to be considered. These included:
1: Her engagement party at the Vanderbilt mansion in upstate NY.
2: Her bridal shower, at some resort in Vail, CO I forgot the name of.
3: Her send-off party at some equally hoity-toity location in Miami (for the people who couldn’t afford to go to her wedding, but still wanted to give her stuff, and spend a weekend showering her with adoration).
4: The wedding itself, at the Fabulous Atlantis Resort in the Bahamas.
Each of these was a multi-day affair, whereas the ‘Wedding Fortnight’ would start the day before the send-off party in Miami, and conclude two days after the wedding, at which time the happy couple would leave for their honeymoon, and all successful applicants would be allowed to leave.
The bridesmaids would be selected at the send-off party, and would have to purchase their dresses (yes, dresses) at the resort upon arrival to allow time for alterations to all 4 dresses they would need for the weekend.
In addition, all of these functions were ‘adults-only’ so any of the women who were applying had to find someplace else to stash their kids. Not just for the wedding, but for the entire 12-day odyssey of the wedding. Applicants were to be in ‘committed relationships’ and were to ensure that they brought he same date to ALL 4 events.
That’s right. They had to bring a date.
So the married ones had to bring their husbands too, and find someplace else for their kids, or be ‘dismissed from consideration/’
While my friend’s sister did not apply, she told me that the bride had received completed applications from 32 of the 50 women who had received them.”
Obviously She Never Learned The Value Of Friendship…
“When I was a bridesmaid, I witnessed the bride having a complete emotional breakdown. She was so distraught because the purple monogrammed napkins she ordered were a little too blue-ish.
She also spent the last half of her bachelorette party crying and complaining that not enough people were there.”
Bride Only Needed ‘Her Sister’ When It Was Convenient For Her
“My sister made me her maid of honor (we never talk, we grew up together but barely know each other, she never spoke to me in high school or while she was in university). She calls me one day, while I’m away for a debate tournament in university (so I’m a poor student at this point), and lets me know that ‘since her fiance’s brother is getting him his wedding band, wouldn’t be so cute if I brought her HER wedding band?!?!?!’ It wasn’t a question – she demanded it.
All of a sudden I’m ‘her sister,’ meaning I guess that I have to do all these things that she’s seen in movies and in magazines. Plan this party, plan another party, help countless hours doing this, buy the dress she wants you to buy, etc. The best is that she let me know that ‘at least she was letting us choose how we were going to have our hair for the wedding – a lot of people don’t actually let their bridesmaids choose!’ Thank God, am I right? So generous!
It was the tip of the iceberg, and it was all awful. She went back to not talking to me ever after that, then she had a baby, and it was the same thing again.”
The Story Of How The Two Are No Longer Friends…
“I was going to be in a wedding as a bridesmaid.
The bride-to-be took us (the maid of honor, another bridesmaid, and myself) out to pick out dresses. The bride’s mother and the groom’s mother also came at her insistence.
We (the bridesmaids) arrive at the dress shop only to find that the bride, her mom, and the groom’s mom had already picked out the dress she wanted us to wear for the wedding when they’d bought her wedding dress a few weeks prior.
Ok, that’s fine in theory, but we had been under the impression we’d get to pick our own dresses. Whatever, it’s her wedding. But when we try the dresses on, we realize that it doesn’t really look good on two of us because we’re all different frames and sizes. We come out and show the bride and two moms, and the moms are in agreement that this dress really doesn’t work. The bride, however, is very upset that we don’t all magically look great in the same dress. She starts making snide, subtle comments about our appearances. She started implying that we’d need to lose weight to look good in them, and telling one of the other girls how she’d need a push-up bra to look ‘normal.’
The moms ignore the bride’s attitude and flag down an employee to help us find some alternatives. We’re in a small city, so their selection isn’t the best, but the employee finds at least half a dozen other dresses that come in the color the bride wants. We try them all on, but because we vary so much in body types, most of them don’t look good on one or all of us (strapless ones look bad on the busty girls, the long dresses don’t fit right one the short ones, etc.). The bride continues to make comments about our bodies.
Finally, the last dress we try on is generic enough that it looks fine on all of us. The bride doesn’t like it because it doesn’t make us look ‘sexy’ enough. To make matters worse (in her eyes) the dress has pockets. She absolutely does not want her bridesmaids having pockets. At this point, every single one of us is happy with this choice except her. She reluctantly agrees to let us pick that dress but is very clearly not happy.
So then we go to pick out shoes. The bride tells us we will be wearing the same shoes as her but in a different color. Weird, but again, we try not to argue with her. When we try them on, though, there is a snag in her plans. I have very small feet (technically a 3 in kids, though some size 5 shoes will fit). The heels she wants are sky high and strapless. When I put them on and try to walk, my feet keep slipping out. They’re also open-toed, so I can’t really stuff the front like I’ve done in the past. To top it off, just standing in them to try them on, I find the front is absolutely killing my feet. I tell her this, and she watches me try to walk in them only to have them flop off. Her mom asks if they come in a smaller size, but they’re fancy stripper shoes, so no, they obviously don’t make them to fit kids.
The bride’s solution? ‘Once you start to wear them, your feet will swell and they’ll fit then,’ and walks off. The bride’s mom assures me that ‘we’ll figure out something’ and buys all of our dresses and shoes as condolences.
I never got to know how that would have worked out though because the bride and groom simultaneously cheated on each other, so they called off the wedding. The bride didn’t even have the nerve to tell me herself; I had to hear it from the maid of honor.
We are no longer friends, and it’s sad to me now that this wasn’t even the reason why. I can’t believe I let someone treat me, and other people she called friends, like that.”
She Should’ve Been Happy For Her Newly Engaged Friend…
“My friend (I was one of her bridesmaids) didn’t speak to me for two months because (1) I got engaged while she was engaged, and (2) I didn’t want bridesmaids, and she expected to be one.
I spent like $1800 just to be a bridesmaid at her wedding, and it was freaking ridiculous.
For her to not even speak to me like some smug, pampered bride… and to see her in my wedding video just looking at her phone the whole time… I mean, we know who the jerk is.”
Apparently The Bride Considered Her ‘Close Friend’ Extremely Selfish
“I was a bridesmaid in a wedding last summer. No matter what the bride (one of my closest friends) and I settled on for various plans, I would get condescending, cruel emails from her mother about how selfish I was and how I had to realize that the wedding wasn’t all about me.
An example: One time I rented a car, drove out early last minute to help set up for the shower her mom was hosting. Except I basically hosted it by myself, while her mom sat in the other room gossiping with her aunt the whole time. I cleaned up at 3 pm when everyone started to leave but had to leave at 4:30 to get my car rental back in time, which I’d already cleared with the bride. Apparently, I am the epitome of selfish for this transgression.)
Her mom also wore a pale silver sparkly ballgown with a tiara to the wedding. So that was a sight…”
She Really Needed A Break After All The Disasters…
“My sister and fiancée (now husband) were getting married, she had just found out she was around 6 weeks pregnant and obviously didn’t want a lot of stress, so naturally being younger sister and bridesmaid I took up the mantle to deal with all last minute disasters.
One day prior to this my sister and her husband decided to buy an expensive bouquet of flowers for my mum, his step-mum and his mother for donating money, making wedding trinkets etc. My mother and his step-mum were really grateful for this gesture of thanks and insisted they shouldn’t have… The groom’s mother, however, was not so grateful.
She threw an absolute fit about how she wanted them presented to her at the reception with a speech so everyone knew how much she had contributed to the wedding (she gave them some money and stayed out of it). I sorted it out and she was still allowed to come and reluctantly accepted the bouquet without her speech and show. So, on the day I made all the phone calls and dealt with one mess after another without my sister finding out. I didn’t even touch on the fact that one of the bridesmaids was 2 hours late (was also the hairdresser for my sister) I made a hasty exit outside to call her and find out where the heck she was as the other bridesmaid was doing her makeup. I found her outside being chatted up by one of the best men who had come to drop off a wedding gift for my sister from her husband to be, he obviously got distracted on the way in. I gave her my best ‘get the heck up the stairs’ look and rounded on the best man with an expression that could only be rivaled by Hades himself.
He left the present (which cheered my sister up) and I left him with strict instructions to call me if anything went wrong NOT the bride. The day went pretty smoothly until the drink started to flow. The groom’s mother (I will now refer to her as monster in law) started screaming bloody murder at me because ‘horrendously’ I had to take 2 seconds out of the day to pee, and my sister needed her dress bustled for the first dance (I was the only one who knew how to do it). I did the deed and then warned the monster in law that she was on thin ice and if she did anything to ruin my sisters day then I would end her. I didn’t hear anything for a while and started to get merry, dealing with minor disasters from creepy granddads chatting up family friends the age of their granddaughters, to clumsy louts falling over the kids.
Unbeknownst to me, the monster-in-law had begun to seek out each and every member of my family and insult them one by one. I didn’t find this out until I bumped into one of the other bridesmaids (a very old family friend) who proceeded to tell me in an irate manner that she’d overheard the monster-in-law taking everything out of my brother and then rounded on her. I was furious. I pulled her aside and told her to shut up and leave, her son was lucky to be married to my sister and if she wanted anything to do with them or their future children then she better watches her step. She’s a horrible woman and I still can’t stand to be in the same room as her today. It has been almost 3 years.
I then proceeded to get very relaxed and sing the time warp very VERY loudly. Screw responsibilities.”
The Previous Bridesmaid Scandal That Later Ended The Marriage
“My best friend and I almost ended the friendship over her wedding. She was a complete bridezilla.
There was one day I was working and she was upset because I couldn’t leave work at that second and meet her to look at dresses. It was all a last minute idea for her, and she hated me for not dropping everything to be at her side.
She also asked me to be maid of honor but I was dirt poor and couldn’t afford the $300 dress she wanted me to wear and the $200 dress she wanted my daughter to wear never mind paying for any kind of bachelorette party. She ended up paying for the dresses and had someone else plan her bachelorette but did make me feel bad about being so poor.
After all was said and done, she did apologize, she realized she was making it all about her and not noticing how her actions were affecting everyone around her.
Her marriage ended within a year, after the wedding she found out her wife was sleeping with a bridesmaid while all the wedding planning was happening.”
She Won’t Even Apologize For All the Money Wasted
“As a maid of honor had to vent since this just happened today.
I planned her bachelorette party, she just wanted a simple dinner and comedy show. For a large group, we had to order tickets, half her friends decided to not show up or only choose parts of what we’re going to. The bride doesn’t reimburse or scold friends for not going or paying to not go.
I get an email saying we have to buy certain shoes to wear for the wedding. I send an email asking if I can wear simple flip flops since the dress covers anything anyway. She flips out saying how weddings you just do what the bride wants and blah blah blah. If I didn’t get screwed out a bunch of tickets for payment buying shoes wouldn’t be a big deal but she refuses to even acknowledge or apologize for it.”
They Weren’t Even Included In Any Photos!
“I was just in a wedding a few months ago. Us bridesmaids had to wear black shoes under our floor length dresses.
Right before we left the hotel to head to the church one of the bridesmaid’s shoes broke. Like, the sole of the shoe separated completely from her toe and dangled. We were trying to find a sewing kit to see if we could rig it but we had to go. We grabbed what we could (the bridesmaid grabbed another pair of heels that were tan) and went to the limo. We stuffed pins and stuff into the shoe to try to make it stay, but one wrong move and the pin would go straight through her toe.
We looked at the bride to show her so she can wear the other shoes and she wanted her to wear the black ones. Are you kidding me??? The walk down that aisle was like 50 yards.
She switched shoes without telling the bride, and I was walking in front of her so I made sure to walk as slow as humanly possible, so she could take tiny steps so her shoes wouldn’t show.
I know what you’re going to say. ‘Oh, she was prob just worried about the pictures!’
Yeah, we were in no pictures once the ceremony ended.”
“She Wanted Me To Stand On ‘His Side’ Of The Ceremony”
“I have a quick story about my sister’s wedding.
The guy she was marrying as a total dirtbag. Complete Grade A dirtbag. I didn’t approve it at all, my baby sister deserved much better.
My sister wanted me to stand on ‘his side’ of the ceremony because she had more bridesmaids than he had groomsmen (because he is a jerk with no friends). Out of protest of the ceremony, I refused to dress in the same tuxedo/colors as the other groomsmen. I was going to dress all black. Black suit, black tie, black collared shirt.
A month before the wedding, he broke up with her (thank the Lord). It cost my mom lots of money because the venue refused to give back any of the deposit on the venue. My sister still has her wedding dress sitting in her closet.
The guy is now in jail for domestic violence (against another woman, not my sister).”
“I Am Never Going To Be A Bridesmaid Again!”
“My ‘friend’ who I knew for a year asked me to be her maid of honor. I did not really want to but said yes.
She was marrying an abusive dummy who she knew for two months. He once locked her out of their home and stole her stuff, for no reason.
She never let me plan anything, but then complained I did nothing. She said I was too clingy (because I wanted to see her once in a while, my bad) and would bully me. I slept with the best man and she and her husband laughed about it and told everyone at a party I wasn’t invited to.
The marriage lasted not even a year. After her going off on me for supporting her when they broke up, and her always complaining about others I just cut her off. She tried to talk to me a year later but I did not bother anymore.
I am never going to be a bridesmaid again!”