Shit Greek restaurant with my bridesmaids ( tick) and people from my repellent school, whom I hated then and would still hate now if I saw them ( nul points)It was all "
Organised for me as a surprise".
I was and am fat. They were and are critical. They could talk of nothing but wedding arrangements, what I was going to wear, whom I was inviting ( not them), whether my ring was bigger than theirs ( yes, but only because it was family), how much my stbh earned ( not a lot)), and what sort of car I had.
Poor expensive vino too. That, tbh, was prob the killer.
After 2 hours I got a " migraine". And had to be in work exceptionally early the next day. I therefore missed the stripper. What a pity (not).
The humiliation...
Gosh, hadn't thought about it for ages. Clearly bitter and twisted..
Anyway, it's more important that you and your guests have fun. They will, you know. As H says, everyone is rooting for you. And you can be as eccentric or conventional as you want to be. It's not presumably as if votes, promotion depend on it. If you are looking happy, I promise you all but the most twisted will be, and who cares about them.