To ask if anything went wrong on your wedding day?

[Louisa298]

To ask if anything went wrong on your wedding day?

My DJ got arrested in the middle of my wedding
No!!!!

For our arrival drinks we were supposed to have Kir Royal (which is pink fizz). The wedding planner that came with the hotel didn't know what that was so took a guess and told the bar staff to make Blu Bols mixed with champagne! It looked like everyone was walking about with Blu Wkd in a champagne flute 😂.
We were then whisked away for photos do not much we could do! Apparently it tasted fine 🤷🏼‍♀️

The cars both forgot about me. I was sitting in the house waiting on the wedding car and they were both outside the church 🤪. My mum who was giving me away had to dispatch a neighbour to let them know.

My best friend is vegan so arranged a separate menu for her with venue. When we arrived the chef said "I decided not to do anything vegan as I don't agree with it".

We had three things.... one of the horses died that morning that was supposed to be pulling the horse and carriage, there was no electricity in the church so we had candles which consequently dropped wax all over a couple of guests' suits, and the organ in the church could only play if someone was pumping it for power (as no electricity!). Aside from that it was great!

The best man forgot the rings. We thought that was just something that happened in Soaps

It was mostly perfect, apart from someone who forgot to pick up the meat from the butchers, with less than an hour to go. My DH had to go and get it, in all his fine clothes, on a very hot Saturday! He was very stressed having to do this.

We briefed the ushers about a couple of uninvited family members who we thought might turn up and cause trouble; fortunately, this did not happen.

The vicar got my name wrong each and every time he said it during the service.

Dh still asks me 25 years later if that means we are officially married or not.

I stepped onto a tealight and set fire to my dress....

I got married 😫

My hair stylist turned up 45 mins late at the salon and she was horrifically hungover, but she was a genius and my hair has never looked better, before or since. But that made me and my bridesmaids late getting to the wedding venue, so it was a rush to get us all ready in the bridal suite. It took far longer to get me into my dress than anyone expected because of the amounts of underskirts and then lacing me into the corset. Finally arrived at the ceremony room twenty minutes late! DB and his wife had had a huge argument en route to the wedding and refused to sit together or speak to each other all day. I totally forgot to eat any of the evening buffet as I was too busy partying.

But none of that mattered because as soon as I saw DH waiting for me at the end of the aisle it was like the rest of the world just fell away. A magical day and a (mainly) magical marriage ever since.

The day before my DB’s wedding, my Dad was trying to help me get my dogs into the boot of my car. I’m not entirely sure what happened but my girl panicked and bit my Dad in the face! He has stitches in my DB’s wedding photos. (She had never bitten anyone before!!) My parents car which was being used to take my SIL to the church also broke down.

At my own wedding, we were supposed to have the venue (a racecourse) to ourselves; bridal party staying on site the night before and lots of guests staying the night of the wedding. The venue had to unexpectedly host a race the day after my wedding due to the ground at their sister course being unsuitable. We had to share the accommodation with jockeys and other racing staff and horses were arriving the day of my wedding. They gave us a free day at the races in a box with alcohol to compensate.

The DJ was also a shit show; spent most of his time on his phone outside is frequently the song was end and he wasn’t there to start the next song. He also managed to forget that my DH and I weren’t having a first dance so tried to call him up for it; quite embarrassing to be stood on the dance floor (where I was at the time anyway) and explain DH wasn’t going to join me!

The bar was also eye wateringly expensive despite being promised that the prices were comparable to a city pub. We felt so guilty we stashed extra cash behind the bar to sub it!

And lastly the photographer was bloody awful. The photos still upset me to this day. I’d asked specifically for plenty of photos of the children, especially our DD. Despite there being an outside area with kids toys and a bouncy castle, he hardly got any pictures of them.

Despite that, I have plenty of very happy memories of our special day and am still more in love with my DH every single day 🥰

Despite ordering and paying for our cake online and making arrangements to get it delivered, date, time etc you'd think that would be enough of a confirmation we wanted a wedding cake. When nothing showed up by the early afternoon, a call to the shop indicated that we were expected to have called to confirm as well! With two hours to go before we were due to walk down the aisle (thank goodness it was an early evening wedding) a batch of cupcakes arrived which represented our wedding cake. Luckily they were super tasty!

So much! The venue were shit, coleslaw was off for a start. I had planned the tables based on seating 12 then when we got there they told us tables actually only seated 8 as they couldn't get tables of 12 so my whole table plan which I'd spent months crafting was useless and I had to rejig the plans in the venue kitchen.
There was no disabled access for my nan in a wheelchair despite being told there would be and me double checking about 6 times. Thankfully DH had some wonderful friends who lifted her inside and made a joke of it, making her feel special and at ease.
Welcome drinks wernt ready.
It was bloody freezing because they refused to out the outdoor heaters on which I had asked for.
My SILs partner disappeared to deal drugs for a bit.
Master of ceremony didn't turn up so my brother stepped in and did a grand job.
My brother and his band saved the day to be honest, absolutely smashed the evening entertainment and we all had an amazing time.
Oh and before hand my other brother complained that there wasn't a free bar...

On my actual wedding I eloped and it went pretty much perfect except for my shoes hadn't stretched in time and were bleeding on my heels (I was in and out of my wedding dress within 2 hours) and the sun was blaring so I was squinting in all my wedding photos.

My actual reception I held with my family and friends a month later was horrific. My mum spent all night trying to start arguments with my dad (bad blood between them), my dad took his speech down to a couple of words because he felt my husbands dad did a better speech and I drank most of the guests Prosecco at the bar to stop myself having an anxiety attack (hence the eloping!)

Wish I hadn't bothered with the reception

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Yes.

My friend arrived in a wedding dress.

It's been the talk of our group for years.

She looked more bridal the I did.

I have no words, that's shocking!

My mum had said she’d come early (she offered, I hadn’t asked and didn’t really need her) to help but didn’t communicate with me at all. She wasn’t at ours by the time we had to leave so we left without her. She turned up at the venue apparently having gone to our house and found us gone, then realised she didn’t have the address for the venue on her (because she’d assumed she’d travel with us) and spent ages trying to find is. She was so frazzled she didn’t want to change out of the incredibly ratty work clothes she’d travelled in and spent the day looking like a tramp.

My grandmother, in a bit of reverse snobbery said really rude stuff about my PiL’s house that she was invited to after the meal.

The photographer didn’t get any pictures because of a fault with the camera.

The pub we’d intended going to after the do with our friends decided to delay opening that day for an hour, even though we’d checked with them the week before that they’d be open. So we had to sit around waiting for it.

When we eventually got home at about 2 am we realised we’d lost our door key and had to ask my FiL to drive out to us (about 40 mins) with the spare they kept.

It was still a brilliant day!

Bouquet arrived while I was at the hairdressers and was in a style that I had told the florist I hated and was very far from what I'd asked for. Florist wasn't bothered. Had I had more time I would have taken it apart and reworked it but I just abandoned it once the walk down the aisle was over.

MIL wore white and was very rude to anyone she didn't know. Pointedly ignored any speech not made by her family members.

MIL made a big song and dance about the honeymoon being solely their gift. We were told we could choose anything we wanted and gave us £500 to pay for the whole thing. We were grateful for the gift but his siblings subsequently had their house deposits paid for them as their gifts.

MIL told her family to ignore the gift list (everything between £5-£50) and buy currency for the honeymoon. Didn't tell us though and we didn't find out until after we got back from the honeymoon a few days later and opened the cards. The upside was that their gifts paid for a holiday at a later date. After we got back she was furious with us that we hadn't opened the cards at the reception but hadn't thought to check whether we had before we left.

The worst bit for me and still haunts me now us that I made a short speech praising my dh for being kind and caring etc (obviously genuinely felt). Less than 2 years later he had got someone else pregnant and bought them an engagement ring. He then ran home to mummy leaving me to deal with the OW's understandably furious husband. I will never live that down.

Wrong groom. Should have married the guy I really loved, not the poor substitute.

We had our small daytime meal at the hotel we were staying at that night. Our evening venue was much bigger and about 2 miles away. As we were leaving the hotel asked us to leave the key to our room, we did. When we returned at 2am the hotel door was locked and nobody answered the phone! Some of our guests were staying there and let us in, but we still couldn’t get into our room.! We ended up having to drive home (we lived a mile away).

An amalgamation of events at other weddings I have been a BM or guest at.

The night before the wedding, the groom confided in my DH that he knew he was making a mistake getting married but didn't know how to get out of it! The morning of the wedding the groom had a panic attack and passed out, DH and the best man revived him with several strong brandies. Consequently, the groom was clearly drunk at the altar and was in tears as he said his vows

Another wedding. Something went horribly wrong in the kitchen and so food wasn't served until about 8.30pm. Most guests hadn't eaten since breakfast, but there was a free bar, so everyone was absolutely legless by tea time. The bride had to be put to bed at 7pm. The groom passed out in the gardens and DH had to give him a fireman's lift up to the bridal suite.

Another wedding. A free bar, again. A couple of guests were utter twats and basically filled their car boots with bottles of 'free' wine and spirits from the bar. Luckily my Dad caught them at it, and frog marched them back to the bar carrying their booty (Dad was ex armed forces, and you didn't mess with him).

Funnily enough, I have been to plenty of weddings where every went smoothly but I can't remember anything about them

Nothing major - just little things that make us giggle now.

I interrupted the minister with "I will" before he even finished his own sentence.

DH tried to put the ring on the wrong finger. Apparently he had no clue where it was supposed to go but knew it went on the same finger as the engagement ring. Unfortunately I'd moved my engagement ring to the other hand for the service!!

Minor hiccup with taxi's moving people from one place to the other, but we all got where we needed to be in decent time so no big deal.

In hindsight I'm not mad keen on what they did with my hair but I wasn't bothered at the time!

Oh, and one of the guests set their hair on fire leaning too close to a candle to sit down!! She was very chilled about it though and someone else just patted it out! Think everyone watching had mini heart attacks though!

Some fantastic stories here though. Hope most people are able to look back and laugh/smile rather than it being long term traumatising though. Feel for people whose days were actually ruined.

Yes.
Flowers for my hair were accidentally sent to the church and the hairstyle needed them. I was totally fine with this. My MOH was more upset for me than I was!
A few close friends got stuck in traffic so I was stuck outside the church as we could see them trying desperately to park / dump their cars

Nothing went wrong exactly, but it was insanely hot (hottest day on record in the UK at that point). The flowerels had to be put in the fridge until fairly last minute. Nobody wanted to dance until really late, so the dj was inside on his own. The hot, fairly rich food wasn't ideal, and the blokes were all sweltering in their suits. On the plus side, the booze bill was considerably lower because people were drinking so much water and soft drinks. It was even boiling inside the church.

We got married in a venue that had two rooms for weddings, a big room and a small room. We were in the small room. Apparently at 10 minutes before the ceremony was due to start the registrars still hadn't turned up in the room so my mum went searching and found them sat at the front of the big room. Which was empty - no chairs out, no decorations and no guests.

They also had to swap who was carrying out the ceremony as the lead registrar realised she couldn't pronounce our surname.

I was oblivious to all of this as my mum is some kind of wedding fixing ninja. Oh and also the roses kept dropping out of my beautiful white rose ball as it was 28 degrees and my bridesmaid kept picking them up and sticking them back in without me seeing. It was a wonderful day.