To ask if anything went wrong on your wedding day?

[Louisa298]

To ask if anything went wrong on your wedding day?

i’ve never been good with left and right - put dh’s ring on the wrong hand! thankfully only about 3 people noticed

We'd booked a coach to take guests from a particular hotel where most of them were staying to our wedding. DH's family is renowned for being late and my family punctual. I'd given all DH's family a time prior to the coach deparature and made it clear it will leave at that time.

My mum called me 20 minutes after the actual departure time to say that there were still 20 of DH;s family not on the coach. I called the company and insisted they leave or I wasn't paying them. All 20 had to get very expensive cabs and I'm really not sorry (although DH did reimburse his DM for her).
It's bloody rude to be late, especually for someone's wedding.

Oh goodness yes. Some things I knew about, some things I didn't.

Bridesmaid's hairdo went wrong
My bouquet was not what I imagined (puny and limp) was ok in photos
White roses for button holes wilted. It was 28°.
Had a manicure and smudged the polish getting in the car
One of DH's aunts was given the wrong address for their hotel by my mother
Mega roadworks en-route that materialised between the invitations and the day
DH's ex cried and wrote to my mother
Couple who got engaged before us and he called the wedding off - she behaved badly
My mother and father were daggers drawn - divorced!
I'd said I'd obey. The vicar said he recalled me at brownies, looked at the London congregation and decided everyone would snort
Pic when signing the register is beaming. DH had his hand on my bum
Someone was sick on the double decker on the way home.
The driver who drove us to the airport weaved all over the motorway and missed the turn off. Drugs we thought.

It was the most wonderful day and people still talk about it, nearly 30 years on

Friend walked down the isle with the back of her cream dress covered in dark blue leather polish from the car seat. No one told her about it for pretty much most of the day which I thought was lovely.

Ds who was 2.5 at the time had a massive tantrum which lasted through the whole of the photos

Lots of things:
Forgot to get the hairdresser to put my veil on so I didn't wear it.
Hotel didn't have any record of our booking so had to stay in same hotel as all DH's family.
Accident on motorway so bridesmaids were late and some of DH's family missed the ceremony.
And most significantly, absolutely torrential rain for our outdoor ceremony. Had to delay ceremony for half an hour until there was a short break in the rain, then couldn't hear the speeches properly because of the rain hammering on the marquee. My dress was brown half way up to my knees.
But it was a lovely day and none of these things spoilt it at all.

In spring 1960 my mother had a cigarette to calm her nerves. The wind caught it and it burnt a hole in her veil.

I was born in July.

I had a make-up artist to do my face. She did it completely different to how she'd done it in practice. Once she'd finished I had a glass of water but managed to tip it all down my face/body. She had to do it again from the eyes down.

My hairdresser came to house to do mine and BM's hair, her boss rang her about every half hour asking how much longer she was going to be. I was livid as I'd paid handsomely for it. She was so embarrassed.

My mum mislaid my tiara, which she had been holding. Luckily I had a spare which was fine. We found the original the next day down the back of a chest of drawers.

Our table plan was buggered up. On top table we were sat at 9 with our back to half our guests rather than 12 iykwim. But the worst thing was they messed up table plans and everyone was sat alphabetically by first name of couple so Alan (and Michelle) were sat next to Alison (and Dave). I was so pissed off about that. This also meant that people who were my parents' friends were on tables nearest us while my siblings were at back of the room.

And the bar at the hotel wouldn't let us have drinks on our room tab in the residents' lounge after the reception had finished. It was only about 12.30 😡

Only very minor. The hem of my dress caught on the jewel thingies on my shoes just as my dad was about to walk me down the aisle. Snagged and puckered the hem, but I just laughed my arse off at the ridiculousness of it all as my dad grovelled on all fours at my feet with his glasses off. I think there is a photo.

I also mispronounced my husband's christian name during the vows.

It was raining and my MIL was late because she couldn’t find parking and my husband was so distracted worrying that she was going to miss the wedding that he barely noticed when I arrived. So not the best day ever!

The power cut out mid way through the bands set. Everyone just carried on singing the song and honestly I'd totally forgotten about it until my husband reminded me about it! Was sorted pretty quickly and had little to no bearing on our enjoyment of the night

The Registery Office was double booked and it rained, which we hadn't factored in the equation as the Registery Office was just around the corner. In the end, we had to pile me, the groom, the photographer & all his equipment into a tiny Mini (the original design). The groom got very drunk and ended up in the pub next door to the hall we'd booked for the reception. The page boy was sick after eating too much tiramisu at the wedding breakfast. It rained for the photos, so we didn't have any of all the guests outside. Other than that a perfect day!

Yeah, I married my ex.

Biggest mistake of my life.

Great wedding day for me and everything went as planned. However, my husband had a few too many by the end of the night and with a bit of encouragement from his 'mates' dived into the outdoor swimming pool. However it was shallower than they thought and he cut his head open 😳not really the way I expected my wedding night to end!

When my sister got married a few years earlier, my parents had moved about thirty miles away from where we grew up. My sister wanted to get ready at, and leave from our parents house. She was having her hair done in the morning and was all lathered up when the water went off in the salon! My dad had to fill up the camping water containers and deliver them to the salon so they could wash the soap out!
She later left from my parents house when she was finally ready and had the 30 mile trip back to her local church in the wedding car. This involved a motorway trip. However, whilst on the way, my sister became desperate to use the loo! The driver had to pull off of the motorway, find houses and knock on doors until he found a house with a woman in who could help my sister hold her big dress out of the way while she used the loo! The woman and my sister were both in hysterics... I bet she told that story at a few dinner parties 🤣

Not mine, it all seemed to flow pretty smoothly.
At SIL, there wedding breakfast & evening food was all strictly vegetarian/vegan, as they were at the time.
The food was brought out and there were meat items there. And the evening food was going to be... you guessed it, bacon & sausage sandwiches! Poor SIL was in tears.
Resolved with a dash to the nearest supermarket for some quorn items. I think they got a full refund for the evening food.

My DF who could always find an excuse to get sloshed started on the juice as soon as he got up so by the time we left for the church he could barely stand up so I was the one leading him down the aisle.The reception went off without a mishap but the fun started afterwards at my parents house. My DM had invited a few people back and a lot of drink was consumed resulting in fights and fallings out.My DH and I had left for our honeymoon so missed that part, the reason she had not told us about this party was because she could not stand DH's family and did not want them there.
A few years later the priest who had officiated at our wedding had to leave the priesthood after it came out he was involved in a scandal with young boys.
We stayed married though

At my wedding I had to get moved room half way gettingbready as the hotel decided to let the other guests check in early then me mum threw her shoes at me man because me dad was taking pictures of the dinner room before the guests came in plus she was drunk before the wedding then I almost had a fight with husbands sister at the end of the night but was a good day..

@nildesparandum That has reminded me, at my 1st wedding we didn't have an evening reception as my parents didn't agree with them. My then ILs had a party that evening at their house...none of my relatives were invited. Myself and then husband didn't attend, either.

I had flu. Not just a bit of a sniffle, the full on works.
My dad and brother had to carry walk me up the aisle because I couldn't walk under my own steam. Vows were taken with me sat on a chair with my dad and brother nearby to catch me if I fell off.
Wedding was at 1, I managed to stay upright long enough for the speeches although I cant remember a word of them. And then went to bed at 3pm dosed up to the eyeballs with enough stuff brought from the pharmacy down the road to make me rattle.
I'm told there was a rota to come and check on me every half hour as well.

I can remember very few things about my wedding day but I'm still with DH 15 years on so it couldn't have been that bad. Just an interesting start to married life that's all.

Does my MIL attending count?

Had a massive panic attack just after the ceremony in the hotel because the lace up back on my dress was pulled in too tight and I couldn’t breathe .
Ended up sitting in a side room at the hotel with my mum grabbing the closest thing for me to be sick in which was a goldfish bowl vase full of sugar sachets
So there’s me constantly puking up into a vase while everyone was waiting for me in the next room for the wedding speeches .
I had a constant stream of visitors and friends in the room with me to check I was ok whilst I’m sitting there dress hanging off me underwear hanging out so I could breathe and my head in the puke vase 😂😂
I managed in the end to sort myself out when there was nothing left to bring up and had to sit at the head table looking like shite and drinking pints of water . By the evening I was fine & I was up dancing to grease megamix with everyone else 😂😂

We had a DJ, after the wedding we realised he was playing songs from a different wedding list (luckily fairly similar)

DH got a bit merry and forgot the steps to our first dance, so we improvised (worked out surprisingly well)

FIL was sick (luckily only MIL and SIL noticed and took him out)

One of my guests' partner tripped over and lost his front tooth (I didn't find out till after our honeymoon 😂)

Oh, and the priest kept confusing my DH's name, that was pretty hilarious 😂

There's ALWAYS something that goes wrong, I've never heard of a wedding going perfectly to plan, but everything usually works out well in the end 😉

Not that I know of! It was perfect and I've been thinking about it a lot today as it is my wedding anniversary

Did have a big disaster in the run up though. Went for my first dress fitting and the dress wasn't right - it was the right style but the wrong colour. Considering how far in advance dresses have to be ordered I was quite concerned but it got sorted (just) and I had the right dress on the day

DH's grandad has a heart attack during the dinner. Went outside for some air and collapsed. Im a nurse and two of our guests were medics but assisting with resus in my wedding dress was not what I had imagined...He survived and is fine now. (Although a grumpy old sod who complains that it was our choice of meal that caused the heart attack!)

Venue were beyond useless and had blocked the access for ambulance.