What went wrong with your wedding?

[RaggedyAnn]

Oh, this brings back memories...

My headpiece was never ordered. I called the day it was supposed to arrive and they couldn't find it. Then they said they did. I told them I hope it wasn't the one on display, because there was something wrong with it. It was. I took it anyway. It fell apart during my rehearsal hairstyle. They sent it in to be refurbished. When I went to pick it up, let's just say it was horrid looking. They had to redo it because the flowers were different and different colors. They painted them and got paint on the pearls. It looked fine in the end, but it is not the same headpiece as I originally picked out and there is no way it can be used as a first communion headpiece anymore-which is why I picked it out in the first place.

My hairdresser of 8 years tried a new hair coloring technique 5 days before the wedding. Let's just say I had a bright red strip of roots with auburn hair. She redyed it. It was still two different colors. I had to leave to go pick up my rings, so she had me meet her first thing in the morning to redye it again. When dry it looked the same color pretty much--not when wet-and wouldn't you know we were going to the Bahamas?

I couldn't figure out why the pieces of wedding cheese cake were so small at the reception. We had bought an extra large tier that wasn't on display. Well, neither the cake or reception people know what happened to it or the container of fruit that was left to add to the top of the cake. Oh yeah, the top of my cake was mixed fruit and I was missing like half of it. It was good though and the one complaint was that everyone's piece was too small.

The reception hall decided to modify my seating plan-which had my inlaws sitting across the hall from each other because they were in the middle of a nasty divorce-not next to each other! Luckily I had a great DJ who swapped tables around. I wondered why my second uncle and third cousins were sitting at the table next to my parents! It could have been MUCH worse.

And finally the photographer-though if they miss you coming into the church, the husband standing at the front of the church, the first kiss and your MIL coming into the reception with you ring bearer and flower girl, would you honestly call them one? Or having to ask to move because you are looking straight into the sun and everyone's face is squinted up? Let's see, we are going on 5 years and have yet to get our wedding album done. We can't even find good pictures out the lot. I'll spare you the details on how the ones he did take came out.

Our guests had a great time though. Everyone is still talking about how great it was. Our DJ was first rate and got 4 contracts that I know of out of it.

[ComradesTrue]

I did the traditional church wedding. As the organist started to play my processional music, dad and I moved toward the door to go in... not realizing the danged wedding coordinator had her foot on the train of my vail.

So... vail comes tumbling down, taking down half my up-do with it.

This whole time the door into the church remained closed. It took one-and-a-half stanzas of the anthem for the wedding coordinator to get the vail back on, and my hair partly put back together.

Meanwhile, my poor husband is standing up at the front sweating that I wasn't coming. He still gives me a hard time about it 4 years later.

[sageofages]

I was a wedding coordinator at our church for a long time...and a darned good one I would like to say!

I learned how NOT to be from the witch who was the coordinator at my baby sister's wedding. My sister was married at a church where we were not members because our church was just a little small for her financee's LARGE local family.

I made my sister's wedding dress. It had a very detailed and specially beaded and embroidered train. The wedding coordinator kept saying that right before my sister would go down the aisle she would adjust her train, and my sister would tell her EMPHATICALLY "NO, my sister made the dress and I want her to do all of that". It got to the point where my sister talked to the minister about this and he had to intercede with the wedding coordinator about this issue.

SO...I am 5 months pregnant when my sister is married and already quite big and a bit off balance. My sister is standing in the doorway of the sancutary about to head down the aisle. I bend over to adjust her train and that
(&%^%$ wedding coordinator puts two hands on my rear and SHOVES me forward onto my hands and knees! Fortunately, my sister had started walking down the aisle so I didn't land on her dress.

I politely closed the door and ripped that person a new one (poor Mr. Sageofages he was mortified!). After the wedding, my parents sent a letter of complaint to the church about her attitude.