- We find these blue dresses that...
I mean, they're like costumey.
If it was a themed wedding, it'd be great, I guess.
But we kind of looked like Little Bo Peep adjacent.
(wedding music)
Hi, I'm Lauren Blair Donovan
and today I'm going to be sharing with you
my bridesmaid horror story.
Oooo, spooky.
I actually usually like weddings
and I usually like being in them.
Whether it's a bridesmaid,
or having some other official duty in a wedding,
because I think weddings are fun
and if you're in the wedding,
you actually get to hang out with the bride or groom,
the people you're friends with.
It was kind of a shotgun wedding.
The bride and groom were not that religious,
but the groom's family was pretty devout.
It basically...
The wedding was planned within,
I want to say six weeks.
The thing that made it a little bit difficult
is those six weeks
was me hanging out a lot with the other bridesmaid.
The other bridesmaid was a childhood friend of the bride
that they never grew apart.
The bride was pregnant.
The maid of honor,
the only other bridesmaid,
was also pregnant with her third child.
Mazel Tov.
The thing is,
she wouldn't shut up about her pregnancy
because she was somebody that I think her identity
was just all about being a mom.
And that's cool,
different strokes for different folks,
but she's showing early
and pregnancy can be a beautiful thing.
Show off your bump.
We would go into the fitting rooms,
to try on bridesmaid dresses,
and she would come out crying.
And this is like what she verbatim did.
She would come out crying and she would look at me
and she would be like,
"I'm not tall and skinny like her."
And then we would try and like a dress
that would look like maybe a potato sack dress,
but blue because that was the color.
So blue potato sack dress.
I was like "I'll get the potato sack dress, whatever."
I was trying not to be too difficult,
since she was being super difficult.
We didn't need two bridesmaidzillas.
Luckily,
the bride didn't really like the potato sack look
for her wedding,
so that kind of got vetoed.
But it was just like, kind of awkward.
But then we tried on this like one dress,
it was a body con dress,
which is kind of a weird choice for a bridesmaid dress.
Call me crazy.
She came out of the dressing room
wearing this body con dress that sucked her in like Spanx,
but like double triple Spanx,
because the girl didn't even look pregnant.
And I basically looked like a Vegas cocktail waitress,
and again,
this is a fundamentalist Christian wedding.
And I'm like, "No."
This was like my veto, but the bride thought we looked cute.
I'm not gonna look like,
basically a Vegas cocktail waitress,
in January in Denver, Colorado.
We go into this like,
shop in a mall and we find these blue dresses that...
I mean, they're like costumey.
If it was a themed wedding, it'd be great, I guess.
But we kind of looked like Little Bo Peep adjacent.
At this point,
I was like, "This is better than the potato sack dresses."
And it made the maid of honor feel good about herself.
And I'm like,
"Okay, um, yeah. I'm cool if you guys are cool."
In terms of the bridal shower and bachelorette planning.
Uhhh....
The maid of honor got it in her head
that the bridal shower theme should be 'Ain't love sweet?'
And that it should be all, like sugar themed?
But the other thing is,
the bride was having aversions to sugar.
Remember, she's pregnant.
And everybody at the bridal shower
complained to me privately
because they're like why wasn't there salad,
or at least crackers?
There was literally a chocolate fondue station
with graham crackers and Hershey bars
and like, yeah, M&Ms.
But like, that was not a fun bridal shower, it just wasn't.
I was supposed to handle,
I think, like, most of the bachelorette party stuff.
And the maid of honor
was going to handle most of the bridal shower stuff,
but we were supposed to split the hotel bill.
And then she just never paid me.
And when I asked her about it,
she was like, "Well, I spent $400 on the bridal shower."
And I'm thinking like, "We didn't set that in a budget.
"And you're now just not going to tell me
"that you weren't going to pay me?"
And of course,
I can't make waves because the bride is now,
like I don't know,
five or six months pregnant
by the time I called this all out.
The wedding itself was pretty okay.
It was just immediate family and bridal party only.
And then there was a reception afterwards
where more people were invited.
The only thing is,
the night before we got, like, a foot of snow.
And again, it's January, it's Denver, Colorado.
And so we had to wear these like rain boots.
And with our Little Bo Peep adjacent dresses.
There was beautiful winter wedding photography,
like the photos were really beautiful.
I wish everyone involved well,
but I had a falling out with the bride a couple years later.
Story's neither here nor there for this,
but nobody involved in this wedding was super fun,
at the end of the day,
to hang out with.
- Hi, my name is Magan Rutlidge
and this is my bridesmaid horror story.
So last year my cousin got married in Mexico.
My husband and I were supposed to be down there
for the entire week,
but I ended up getting work the week before,
so I had to change my flight
from the entire week to just overnight.
So I got off work,
drove down to the airport got on the Red-eye.
It was a really long flight, had a layover in Mexico City.
As soon as I arrived in Porta Verde,
everything was already in motion.
Everyone was already getting ready.
I barely had a chance to put my stuff down
before I was whisked off straight to the bridal suite,
in order to get ready with everyone.
Just jumped right in.
Everyone was sort of running around
and getting things ready.
My cousin's the bride.
And we were all steaming dresses,
airing them out and my cousin...
She suddenly realized
that she still needed to write her vows.
So she was writing them down on the hotel napkins,
so my cousin decided that she needed to write her vows
on a notebook.
And there weren't any notebooks around.
And since I had already had my hair and makeup done,
it was pretty much just ready.
I was sent out on the mission to go find a notebook
so that she could write her vows.
First we were at a resort,
so I checked the gift shops
and all the little shops that are in windows
or the convenience market.
There are no stores around
because we really close to the beach.
So I had to get into taxi
and someone mentioned there was a Walmart nearby.
So with very little Spanish,
I managed to convey to the driver
that I wanted to go to the Walmart.
And he started driving.
We went for about 10 minutes to the wrong direction
before he realized which way he had to.
We finally arrived at the Walmart
and it was the biggest Walmart I had ever seen.
He is so much bigger
than any of the ones here in the States.
So it took me quite a while wandering around this Walmart,
looking for stationary sections.
I found some sort of decent options,
got a couple different ones
because I didn't know what she wanted
and what would be best.
I realized I was running out of time.
So I went and found the cashier,
got out of there,
hailed down another cab,
told them the name of the resort that I was staying at
and went in the wrong direction.
Again.
Was really cutting it close,
stressing out about trying to get back in time.
Finally got back to the resort,
only to find out I did not have enough money.
So the driver being mean,
made me leave the note books in the car
while I ran upstairs to my purse to get my debit card,
to go down back downstairs to the ATM,
to pull out more money in order to pay the cab driver.
I get those notebooks
and then run back upstairs to the bridal suite.
Got a quick quick touch up
from the hair and makeup people before they left,
because they were on their way out the door,
but I was a wreck and had shot a hole,
before we all piled into the car
and headed toward the venue.
Which thankfully,
was about 15 minutes away,
which gave us a little bit of time,
or gave the bride a little bit of time,
to transfer her notes into her notebook.
And that is my bridesmaid horror story.
(cheerful music)