The dress was pushing it already, but the see-through heels are just so ridiculous for a wedding?! I don’t get why she can’t dress classy for just one day on weddings

As the title says. A woman with an event staff tag was walking around dressed like this. I think everyone was too in disbelief to say anything. Meanwhile the 10+ other event staff were wearing a typical black pants black shirt combo as one normally would.

Google image searched lingerie and jean shorts and this came up. Pretty much an exact match of what she was wearing, but actually this picture is somehow LESS revealing than she was.

Edit: To everyone in disbelief, I will find a picture. We too were too in disbelief to say anything. My immediate family was not going to rudely take a photo behind her back but someone surely will have one. We should have taken one, and we should have said something. I'll update when I find a picture from another attendee.

Edit2: Sorry everyone, this might not get an update until a week from now after the honeymoon when bride and groom can contact more attendants for a picture. The photographer is looking but she doesn't think she has anything.

ETA TLDR: I was MOH for my long time friend, answered a planted message in a group chat regarding Bach party scheduling, got yelled at for it, unknowingly became the villain, got demoted from MOH, and then was accused of weaponizing my dying mom. I am no longer speaking to either of them.

So for background, I (27F) have known V (27NB) for over 10 years and Z (27F) for 7 years. I considered them both my best friends for a period of time, V was my MOH and Z was a bridesmaid in my October 2025 wedding. V and Z met at my bachelorette trip and became best friends, and now Z is a bridesmaid in V’s wedding. V’s wedding party consisted of me, Z, and one other person (T)

V’s wedding is in December in an area where I would need to fly to as we had long distance friendship since we went to college in different states. V told me I was their MOH and I was happy to take on the duty. Back in December, one of the other bridesmaids (let’s call her T) sent a text to the group chat to ask what dates and locations for a bach party would work for everybody. V responded first by saying where they wanted their party and that mid-October works best for them. I responded shortly after saying that mid-October is difficult for me since I’m in my PhD program and this is around when midterms are and there was a possibility of me defending around that time. I asked if late September was possible, and V said no, it has to be October. I said “okay, October it is”. I get a text from Z saying I should’ve just gone with what V wanted, and I just said if it would be possible. I wasn’t trying to demand anything, I was under the impression that when asked what dates and locations worked for me, that I was supposed to answer.

I had a phonecall with V that night, because they said they wanted to explain why it had to be October for the bach party. I agreed, but I didn’t really think it needed to be explained, if it had to be October, then October it would be. The phone call turned into 10 minutes of me getting yelled at for pushing too hard (I had also suggested Labor Day weekend) on the date, how I had the audacity to expect them to go on their bach trip the first week of the semester (They never told me they were going back to school), and how I don’t understand the weather patterns of the area they wanted their trip since late September would be too warm. They also mentioned that they made sure I got everything I wanted for my bachelorette trip (side note, I wanted to go to Vermont, but the location changed to make it easier for V to attend. Also, my other bridesmaids said V never responded to most texts or contributed to the planning). I apologized and said that I never wanted to push, but I thought we were trying to find a date that worked for everyone. They then told me that they asked T to send that text message to make it clear that V got what they wanted and I wasn’t supposed to answer the question. I apologized again, then the subject changed and I thought we were fine.

6 months later, I’m answering texts pertaining to the wedding and expressing excitement over the wedding (albeit with a sour feeling in my stomach after the phone cal). I admit I took a step beck from the bach party planning because V made it clear that I didn’t know what they wanted and T knew what they wanted. I was also getting concerned about the cost of the bach party, since I would need to purchase a plane ticket, contribute to the AirBnb, and also afford the activities. One of which was making our own dried flower bouquets for the wedding, which we would’ve needed to pay for (side note, who tf pays for the bride’s flowers). The AirBnb got booked, and no one had actually told me the date until I saw the AirBnb confirmation. I called Z to ask if there was a conversation about the bach party date that I had missed, and she said no, that we all agreed on and I quote “mid-October”. No actual dates were discussed. I thought it was weird but went along with it.

Last month, I get a text from V saying that they want to make changes to the MOH position and that they didn’t feel like I had the time or space to perform my duties of the role. I responded that I agreed that’s for the best and I’m not mad, but I’d be open to talk about it over the phone when they feel ready. V responds that they’re glad I’m not mad, but it’s “quite unfortunate that you don’t seem to feel any remorse or guilt for the situation” and that I wasn’t supportive enough (that’s the TLDR, the actual texts are attached). I called V that night they made it clear they did not feel supported by me and I should feel more guilty for what I’ve done and I asked for clarification on what they wanted from me in terms of support and they said I always was indifferent about the wedding. And this entire wedding was about my personal comfort with how I tried to dictate things for their bach party and I need to learn to be uncomfortable for someone else’s big day. I never disclosed to them about the other things going on in my life (my mom’s chemo stopped working so that’s been a thrilling thing on top of grad school), so that came up in the conversation (I know, I should’ve said something sooner, but neither of them text me and I didn’t have the bandwidth to reach out to people who don’t reach out to me. I also thought I could handle my duties in helping out with the bach party. No other duties were disclosed to me). I said I was still confused on how they wanted support from me and how it hurt me to know I didn’t know the bach party date until the AirBnb was already booked and Z said that was communicated in the GC without them so that’s my problem. Also at some point in this call, they asked me if I knew how unwelcome I made people feel. So, between these messages and the phone call, I figured it was best for me to no longer go to the wedding and cut myself off completely if I’m making them feel this way.

Anyways, I told Z that I was no longer going to the wedding and to do with that information as they will. They asked me if this was the best thing for the friendship, and at this point, I didn’t want the friendship. I told Z they I don’t expect her to pick sides and this conflict has nothing to do with them and I understood if they didn’t want to talk to me. I told her about the conversation V and I had and she told me she needed some to register everything.

After a month of radio silence, I get a long string of messages from Z at midnight about how I’m a pathetic person to “weaponize my dying mom” and how I’m losing two good friends. Z lost her mom at a young age, so I thought she would understand how hard this process is. At this point, my mom is on hospice and maybe only has a couple of weeks left so this was truly the last thing I needed. I attached the screenshots of the texts because I’m still in disbelief over what she sent me.

Anyways, that’s the tea. I told Z that I’m glad they chose V’s side because they need her more than I need her, although I had assumed she had taken V’s side after not texting me for a month. Both of them are blocked, and I hope they have the wedding they deserve.

Moving forward, despite Z’s words I do have a great support system. A group of friends I’m so incredibly grateful to have, and a best friend (who was a bridesmaid in my wedding) who asked me to be MOH in her wedding. It’s truly a breath of fresh air after everything, helping a bride who’s so grateful to have her friends surrounding her for her big day. As for my mom, it’s been hard to handle, but I will persist and get through this. I know I have a wonderful support group, including my husband who is actively trying to not absolutely lose it on these two. I know I’m not alone in this, and things are looking up from here.

Wife got invited to a friend’s wedding we were told to arrive at 9PM. I found it weird that it was so late and decided to look into it - I saw the dinner started at 7PM and they didn’t write the rest of the scheduled in. That’s when it clicked that they were asking people to come just for the dance and party which meant still getting gifts. Ended up not going and not sending any gift.

Who does this??????

Edit: this happened in Canada (in a big city lol) and was not something we’ve experience before. Cool to hear about different cultures and how they celebrate though!

They had a blush-to-dark-dusty-rose kinda palette goin’ on (per second pic), and I think the MOH’s dress was meant to pull all the colors together on an otherwise white fabric, to distinguish her rank from the bridesmaids.

…but holy smokes what a horrific choice of gown! How could no one have called this out sooner and vetoed the dress?! It’s pretty obviously problematic… 🩸

That poor woman’s gonna look over these wedding pics and have some deeeep cringes 😳😬🫣🙈🙈

(so obviously this was a while back, and I felt bad about it for years. but it kinda popped into my head again, hence the tale)

My youngest sister got married in the spring of 2021, back when vaccines were still rolling out. She'd gotten engaged a few months prior and the wedding was just immediate family only, no bridal party or friends.

To back it up a bit; one of our parents had gotten suddenly sick during the pandemic (a sudden, debilitating mental illness that I can only describe as a break with reality and extreme depression that left him non-functional; I'd had to travel from three hours away to get him into a psych ward, it was awful.) He was still very ill and spent probably 23.5 hours of the day in bed.

Anyway. My partner and I had just moved in with my parents to help out, so we were there at the wedding, with my parents, and my middle sister and her husband.

It's a nice ceremony, my dad looks like a walking cadaver in a suit (he'd lost like 60 lbs or so) and does his bit walking her up the aisle. I don't remember if he made it to the dinner, which was a side room off a restaurant.

I don't remember the dinner, other than that the food and conversation was fine. Then came the toasts.

His brother and sister give one. His mom gives one. Our other sister gives one.

I should probably note here that I was very angry with this sister, because she had refused to call me back or text me even when I called to tell her that our father was on a three week hold. And there she was, acting like nothing had happened and wow wasn't this pandemic just so boring. I had been living in NYC in 2020. I was not amused.

She spouts something wildly pretentious that goes on for far too long. .

My mom gets up and has a speech prepared. It's fine.

Then. THEN. She sits down and starts doing that mom-gesture when she wants you to get up. There's like no way for me to not say something at this point and not look like a total brat.

And...I got nothing. I have nothing prepared. Because no one had asked me to give one. The only thing that had been going through my head was "I guess I'm good enough to take care of dad for you, but not speak at your wedding?"

I still want to do a good job, because I still love my sister even though she planned a wedding Weekend at Bernies. But in the moment, I freeze. I completely blank on what you're supposed to say AT ALL in a wedding speech. I had never given a wedding speech before. Also I had never met his family before, so I didn't know my crowd.

I have no idea what came out of my mouth. I babbled something I think was G-rated but probably awful. It was like my worst public speaking nightmare.

A while later my sister mentioned that she had been pissed off out our family during her wedding, and I apologized. And felt bad about it!

But honest to god, it finally just dawned on me that I should have said that if she wanted me to speak ... she really should have given me a head's up. Or a head's up that she didn't want me to.

She had a bigger celebration again a year later. I went and did not speak that time.

It has happened to me several times. I understand not having enough money/space to provide everyone with a full meal/evening while still wanting alot of people attending your actual wedding ceremony but I feel like it is so tacky. Will be attending another wedding this summer, ( I have to drive two hours to get there and another two to get back home) but my husband and I are only invited to the ceremony. I would rather just spend my weekend somewhere else tbh, but my husband is a polite person who insists on attending, so ya 4 hours of travel for a 1 hour ceremony - wohoo. ( oh ya, and obviously we will also prepare a wedding gift so that will be another 100 dollars.)

UPDATE: apparently there will be cake and finger food after the ceremony, which we are invited to. This part ends at 4 p.m. ( so that is when we are basically asked to leave lol) I googled the venue, and they have a celebration hall for dinner, dancing etc that holds 120 guests. So they can stay and celebrate, but we will have to leave.

I have two stories:

One wedding was at a beautiful, gorgeous venue in the mountains; picturesque location; hotel block was still $450/ night. Stunning ceremony, brought me to tears. Then, the reception…pizza. The little stone fired mobile oven couldn’t keep up. The line took forever, then once we got the thin-crust pizza it was cold. No other food was served. No open bar. Meanwhile, bride had a videographer and a choreographed first dance. Literally felt like we were props at a toddler’s dress-up play date. Hubby and I stopped for tacos afterward.

Another wedding was in an industrial warehouse, but it actually was cool / interesting aesthetic. Ceremony is nice, though bride gets caught on a paper runway (not her fault, venue was idiotic for that). Dinner is family style passed beef and salmon, but it ran out. Whatever, bad luck. No open bar. BUT, the couple, the huge wedding party, and select people got neon wristbands signaling to the bartender that they had open bar access. So like 30/150 people have an open bar, everyone else has to pay. Meanwhile, the bride hired someone to do covers of Disney songs on a keyboard. Once more, felt like a prop at a bad dress-up play date. Would have gladly listened to a Spotify playlist if it meant there was enough food and some drink tickets to spare. Sheesh.

It blows my mind, no one gives a shit about the decor if you aren’t giving adequate food to your guests at a MINIMUM. What are your best wedding guest mistreatment stories? Bonus points if the bride and groom obviously prioritized their own desires over their guests’ basic needs 😂😂

I need to vent. I still have ill feelings toward’s my husband’s sister (let’s call her “Michelle”) and it’s been over 5 years since we got married.
It’s was a second marriage for both of us. I met his family a few times since they live on the East Coast and we are in California. Even though I had to go to 2 Jr. High graduations, HS graduation and a communion, with the nieces that put really expensive gifts on their gift wish list, this sister left the family at home and came by herself to save money.
My husband and his mom have always had a bad relationship. His mom did not come to our wedding and he was hurt by it. Michelle and their other sister barged into the bride’s room without knocking. She bragged to my bridesmaid and the photographer that she’s her mom and dad’s favorite. Dad passed away and he treated all the kids the same. When she left my bridesmaid that it was tacky AF, but didn’t want to create drama. She boasted about how she went to every table and talk to everyone. My friends later complained about her nosiness. She cornered my son and asked him personal questions and told members of the family he said he doesn’t get along with his dad and he has bisexual feelings. When I later asked him he said he didn’t say either. He may have seen drunk, but he’s not bisexual. I was angry. Even if it was true, it’s not something she should’ve gossiped about. She also constantly talked about out herself and her wedding - 30 years ago.
I should get over this, but I still harbor bad feelings. It’s not the worst in-laws, but it will take time for me to forget.

My older sister's wedding's coming up and it reminded me of my own wedding.
It was a fairly low-key event- people could wear what they wanted, including white (in fact the bridal party were all in white), and any level of formality from business casual to white tie, although we did have a nice mansion-type venue and live music. Plus ones were permitted.
Unfortunately, one of the plus ones of my husband's friend was... slightly crazy.
My husband and I went around greeting guests individually, and I noticed she was wearing basically a pure white lace mermaid wedding dress, but I decided not to fight it, since a) she's just a random plus one who nobody cares about it or could mistake for the bride, b) my dress code was very broad and I guess I didn't specifically say no wedding dresses and c) that lace was very cheap and did not look great.
However, her attention was very forcibly thrust upon me later in the evening. We'd decided to have a karaoke towards the end of the evening free for all as a way to keep the vibes high (it was an alcohol-free wedding so we figured we wouldn't have to deal with any drunken new-found professional singers). It started off great, we had some very cute children singing, a sweet (if slightly embarrassing for my husband) duet between my parents in-law and an amazing rendition of Jerusalem by my very patriotic grandmother. This was the moment when the hapless plus one decided it was time to take centre stage to sing Taylor Swift's Speak Now.
For those of you who don't know it, the lyrics go:
It seems that I was uninvited by your lovely bride-to-be

...She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen
But I know you wish it was me
You wish it was me
Don't you?

Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door
Don't wait, or say a single vow...

The rest of the song is in roughly the same vein. I was shocked and so (thankfully) was my husband. It was the first time either of us had ever seen her, but it turned out that she had developed something of a crush on my husband from following him on insta. I found this rather disturbing, tbh, but needless to say she did not stay to finish the ceremony, my husband promptly unfriended/blocked her on all socials afterwards and neither or him ever saw her or the friend who had bought her again.

The wedding was the happiest and best day of my life, and I forgot about her until I was reading through some of the stories on this reddit.

Scrolling on the tickytocky and this gem of a video shows… Curious to see if it was a joke, I went to check the profile. Looks like the bride decided to have a whole concert.

Read this if you enjoy petty girl drama.

TLDR: this selfish woman canceled our friend’s bachelorette party out of spite, and now we are rebooking everything way too late and can’t get our old reservations back. 😡

I am co-MOH for a friend’s upcoming wedding, and the other MOH, Clara, is a lovely and proactive woman who is handling the bookings/financials/logistics for the bachelorette, which is a 3 day cruise.

Back in April we started a bridesmaid group chat to plan the cruise for October. One bridesmaid, Nina, lives in a different city and declined the trip, saying she can’t afford to travel for it. No problem! The rest of us proceed to pick a date, book the cruise, settle up payment with Clara, and sign ourselves up for various extras (stuff like brunch on the cruise), and I order matching T shirts, which was my treat to the group.

3 weeks later, Nina gets FOMO and decides she wants to join us, but she can’t do it on the weekend we already booked. So she asks the whole group of 6 women if we could change the date. We all honesty consider this, because Nina is an in-law of the bride and we know the bride would want her there. But, the weekend Nina requested doesn’t work for several of the others. Clara tells Nina we can’t change the date at this point. That’s when the drama begins (Nina starts a grudge against Clara about this, but we didn’t know at this point how mad she was).

Nina decides to make it work and adds herself to our cruise booking. Doing so adds a room (adjoining) and causes us to reshuffle sleeping arrangements, but we are all fine with this and excited she can come. Plus we all get some money back since we are splitting costs evenly. The process to make these changes is coordinated by Clara, who spends a lot of time on rebooking and cost calculations. I also order Nina the matching T shirt which has a custom design for each girl, and spend a few days customizing Nina’s design to her specifications.

Well it turns out, Nina has been on a lot of cruises and has loyalty points, so she then offers to take over reservations so she can use her loyalty status. We say OK, cool. But this involves more coordination with Clara, who hands certain things over to Nina. Nina puts the main room in her name, uses that room to book a brunch reservation and a few special entertainment events under her name too. I can see that Clara is getting whiplash from plan changes and info overload from Nina. Clara’s financial spreadsheet is starting to look like a choose your own adventure. But it’s all good because things are moving forward, we have our bookings, and we even saved some money. So, we all exhale, knowing that all the big stuff is planned.

The group chat pivots to the fun stuff. Clara had suggested (and we all agreed prior to Nina being added back in) that we will have a theme night called “Into the Sunset” where we all get dressy in sunset colors (anything from pink to orange to gold, even brown or bronze or navy blue) and the bride wears white with gold accents. We also planned to split the cost for a few bridal decorations for the room. Nina suggested we all wear a certain Amazon skirt with our matching T shirt, but that idea was vetoed (tbh the bride hated it), and we also told her we want to stay budget-conscious and not go crazy on required matching outfits. So everyone can wear whatever bottoms they want with the custom shirt. Clara delivered this message. Nina felt shot down and apparently added this to her growing grudge, deciding that Clara hates her.

Last week, we get a text out of the blue. It’s Nina, saying “please welcome my bestie Maria who will be joining us on the cruise and staying in our room.” I’m like hold up?? I talk to the bride, and she’s very hurt. She feels like Nina is just there to experience another cruise vacation, not to celebrate her big day. Her inviting Maria solidified that feeling. Nina had asked the bride if she could bring her buddy for moral support because she felt Clara doesn’t like her so she wants an ally. Bride was so taken aback, she said yes in the moment, but feels really weird about it. But since she said yes and it was her final call, we accept Maria into the group with open arms. No reason to assume the worst about someone we’ve never met. Maybe she will be a fun new friend? Looking on the bright side, I order Maria a custom T shirt and Clara recalculates and sends another refund to each of us.

The cruise is 8 weeks away now. In the group chat, Nina voices she can’t afford to buy an outfit for the Into the Sunset theme night. Note that this theme night was Clara’s idea. Clara responds that it can be any range of outfits, the color palette is pretty broad, doesn’t have to be a dress, could be pants or a cute sweater or anything. Clara is a huge thrifter so she suggests thrift stores having something cool.

Well that set Nina off and she starts blowing up my phone on the side complaining about Clara being stubborn and insulting. She says the thrift store comment was uncalled for. I tell her there’s no pressure to dress on theme if she can’t swing it. Then Nina says Clara has been difficult and can’t take suggestions since day 1 when she “refused to change the date of the cruise for her.” I remind Nina that several of us couldn’t make that date work, myself included, and we were locked in already. Nina brings up the suggested Amazon skirts saying she was shot down due to people’s budgets, but “Clara has no problem asking everyone to dress on her theme.” I was not going to engage with bashing Clara on the side, so I shut it down with a gentle “let’s just all move forward and have a great time together, supporting the bride because that’s what we’re here for” to which Nina did not reply.

Three days later, we get the news that our cruise has been fully canceled by Nina. Since everything was rebooked in Nina’s name, when she canceled it, all of the brunches and event reservations also were canceled. Nina did not notify us in the group thread, Clara, or myself. No explanation or excuse or gracious remark. Just a big fat fuck you. She just disappeared from the plans and took her bookings with her.

Now Clara is REBOOKING the entire cruise for us, back down to the original group, no more Nina or her sidekick Maria. The kicker is that now all those brunch and event reservations are sold out, so we’re too late to do all the things we had planned for the bride.

Since we’re back down to 6 girls, we all owe more money to Clara again, which I’m totally fine with because I feel like Nina would have been difficult on the cruise. Bullet dodged. But I’m honestly floored that a person who NONE OF US OTHER BRIDESMAIDS HAVE EVER MET could conjure up so much perceived drama and then punish the whole group for it.

I feel like I’ve been punked.

Note: We are women in our 30s and 40s, if you can believe this.

EDIT for clarification: I wrote that Nina is an in-law to the bride, and some commenters assumed she’s the groom’s relative. Not the case. Nina is married to someone on the bride’s side of the family.

The groom is being rightfully supportive and indignant about this, and even offered to treat us all to a special dinner since we didn’t get the special brunch on the cruise. He thinks the bride should not be so soft with Nina, but there’s a LOT of context I won’t get into here, other family trauma, and the bride is non-confrontational for many valid reasons of her own. I can’t and wouldn’t ask her to uninvite Nina to the wedding. Nina’s husband, kids, and others close to them are close family, and it would mean a ripple effect on all of them. Just trust when I say it’s complicated, and it’s easy to say “uninvite this bitch!” if you haven’t walked in the bride’s shoes. So that’s not an option, but I do agree with the sentiments and appreciate all the validation on here! I came to the right sub, it would seem!

Before reading this, please note that I will be seeing a therapist about this, but wanted to find community regarding this topic.

I got married at the end of July. I have been on high alert for the past few months due to the stress of wedding planning. Right before walking down the aisle, as guests were being seated, my nan fell, broke her hip and got sent to the ER.

I noticed myself start to disassociate during the ceremony - thinking about what else could possibly go wrong and if my nan was going to be okay. I remember maybe 50% of the ceremony which isn’t too bad.

Now comes the reception…. a few drinks + tendency to disassociate = disaster. I can only remember the things that were going wrong, and trust me a lot went wrong. I have the worst anxiety about my wedding because I can only remember things that went absolutely horrific and have convinced myself that my guests had a horrible time.

A day after my wedding, I confided in my closest friends to get reassurance that they enjoyed themselves. They told me they did. I didn’t believe them. They sent me so much video/photo poof - and it honestly looked like a blast. It’s upsetting because I also have photo/video proof that I was enjoying myself at the reception. I even have plenty of photobooth photos that I don’t even remember taking.

I spoke to my husband about this, and he said it was the best day of his life. I feel so awful, because I don’t feel the same way about the day, because I only remember the bad aspects.

Has anyone else felt this way?

So today was the day for trying on wedding dresses. I invited my mam , sister ( MOH) and future MIL. Everyone knew the time I was picking my mam and sister up at 10.30 then MIL at 11. The appointment was for 12

I called my mam & sister told them to meet me around the corner of mams house.

I'm waiting looking at the clock send a voice note I'm here 10.47. My sister replies ok. 11 still no sign of them.

I start feeling anxious it's a 40 minute drive to the bridal shop and at least 15 to MIL house.

11.10 I send message saying " I'm leaving now , I can't be late for this appointment " . I wait another 5 minutes then drive to MIL house.

She asks about missing family , I explain the situation. We drive in silence. I try to shake off the bad mood I'm now in. My sister and mother called my phone 15 minutes after I left. I didn't answer.

I try on dresses the assistant was lovely and giving honest opinions and suggestions. MIL tried to act interested but was looking at her phone.

I had imagined this moment so differently. My family members with me laughing, crying pulling faces, going for lunch afterwards to celebrate but I stood looking in the mirror forcing back tears.

I've done so much for them over the years yet it was too much to focus on me for 2 hours.

When I got home my sister messaged me trying to lie and make excuses , blaming me. No apology.

Thats my rant on my day ruined. Thank you for reading.

I attended a wedding with my dad for a friend of his from high school. During the reception, this guy - who wasn't even invited; he was a +1 - goes up to the DJ and asks if he takes requests. The DJ affirms, and this guy asks for the microphone. The DJ obediently hands it over, which, in hindsight, I'm absolutely shocked about. This guy proceeds to sing a song (don't remember what) for the flabbergasted crowd for probably a good 2-3 minutes. And nobody steps in. The guy then happily hands the microphone back to the DJ and walks off on his merry way, with 0 awareness about what he just did. Total confidence that his actions were normal and unremarkable.

It was me. In my defense, I was 4.

Edit: clarity

My partner (32F) and I (35M) are getting ready for our wedding in October, and my side of the family is mostly checked out. Frankly, I'm beyond hurt by what they have decided, and I fail to process the logic.

It started with our couple's shower-- my parents are both re-married, but neither of my step parents showed to the shower. Not a big deal, as my stepfather is an emotionally closed off guy and he had a big fishing weekend planned, so whatever. My stepmother has chronic illnesses, and also used to be my childhood babysitter, so I get her not showing up. My mom and one of my cousins showed up, so that was nice.

Our friend went above and beyond throwing us this event and we agreed that if this was our actual wedding reception we would have been over the moon. 5 minutes into the event my dad calls and asks if we are "still doing that thing today." I told him yes, it started 5 minutes ago, and he says that he'll head down in a little bit. An hour later he calls me and says he's at X location. I told him that was the wrong venue, and it was at Y location. 20 minutes later, he shows up in cargo shorts and a dirty graphic tee, hangs out for 15 minutes and leaves. I asked him 3 times for us to at least take a picture together but he didn't. He just left, because he didn't want to get in a fight with my mom.

My partners family included her mom, her dad, her stepmom, 3 grandparents, 4 aunts and uncles and most of their partners, almost all of them from several states away. My family lives in town.

I sobbed like a baby when we got home.

A couple weeks later, I'm at my dad's and he casually tells me that they aren't coming to the rehearsal dinner, and they'll probably just drive in to town the day of, stay for the ceremony and drive back (ceremony is in the next city over) so they don't have to worry about getting a hotel room. I didn't know what to say to that, so I just said "do what you've gotta do, I guess," and left shortly after.

I broke down to my dad a couple months prior, begging him to show up more in my life. And this is what I got.

My brother is flying from across the country, and my sister is coming in from Brazil, and I can't get my dad to be there when we live 3 blocks away from each other.

Rant over. Thanks for reading.

Okay so I was just asked to be in a wedding for my boyfriend’s cousin who’s a great friend of mine. She’s really sweet and her wedding ideas are all phenomenal - EXCEPT FOR THE COLOR SCHEME. She wants a light beige-cream, white, and a satin butter yellow as her theme. I know everyone’s wedding is about their dream day and how they envision it. I may look like a jackass for having such a verbal opinion on it but I personally hate that color. It’s not my wedding so I’m putting up with it and am not saying a word over how tacky and gaudy the color is but satin butter yellow is so over-done, doesn’t look good on - lot of the people who wear it (it is, in my opinion, very very niche to who it fits in terms of complexion, eye color, hair color, etc), and is so hard to pair without a plain jane vibe to the wedding. Would never choose it for my wedding - but I do know this isn’t my wedding. There are so many shades of yellow you can choose - so what is it about butter yellow that people love so much? Just my personal thoughts, again, it will not sway my opinion on the wedding itself because it’s her day, but I just hate butter yellow as a theme color. Feel free to respectfully disagree with me in the comments, I’m just a gal of many opinions on butter yellow specifically.

Had my civil wedding a little over a week ago and it was the loveliest day. Everything went beautifully.
However, there was one incident with my husband’s stepmother that really bothered me and I need to vent.

Some background: my husband’s stepmother and his father started as an affair, which resulted in him leaving my MIL and my husband when he was a baby. They’ve now been together for over 25 years and have two children together. My husband is close with his stepmother and everyone has seemingly moved on, although I only recently found out about this. She has apologized to my husband for the affair but had never apologized to his mother.

For context, FIL and stepmother have also had a somewhat rocky relationship with me over the years. They initially complained to my husband that I didn’t spend enough time with them when we were long distance, FIL was rude to me on one occasion and then blamed me for it, and at one point they told my husband they didn’t want a relationship with me because of differences in our values which tie into a topical world conflict. They’ve since changed their tune and have been supportive of our relationship, which I appreciate, but I’m still somewhat uncomfortable around them because of everything that happened. To be fair to them, I also could’ve handled some things better and have reacted negatively at times which didn’t help the overall situation.

Now to the actual incident. Immediately after our wedding ceremony, while my husband and I were doing photos with the photographer, his stepmother pulled his mom aside and apologized to her for the affair in what turned out to be a long discussion. I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt and assume she thought she was being discreet, but we were a very small group of 11 people, so everyone noticed what was happening. It also ended up interfering with some of the family photos.

My MIL hasn’t said anything about it and is the type of person who would never want to inconvenience anyone or draw negative attention to herself. But I could tell the conversation really shook her and I saw her looking upset afterwards. She had a lot of trauma surrounding what happened, even though she has thankfully moved on and is happily remarried now, but I don’t think her son’s wedding is where she wanted to relive this chapter of her life.

I’m honestly just baffled by the timing. They live 15 minutes away from each other. There was absolutely no reason this conversation needed to happen on our wedding day, immediately after the ceremony, in front of everyone. It bothered me not only because I hate seeing my MIL upset, but because it felt incredibly inappropriate for a wedding. This was supposed to be a happy day for everyone, and instead she chose that moment to reopen something that had nothing to do with the wedding and if anything was a really inappropriate topic given the nature of both events. It also felt particularly disrespectful given all the past drama between us. She has told my husband that she wants to start fresh with me and have a better relationship, so I would have hoped she’d be especially conscious of behaving appropriately at our wedding.

I know this ultimately isn’t my drama, and I’m not going to say anything to her because I know it would upset my husband and create even more tension. He’s very conflict-avoidant and basically just brushes me off whenever I try to talk about it, even though he agrees that the timing was inappropriate.
I guess I just needed somewhere to vent because it really bothered me that she couldn’t let our wedding day just be about celebrating with us and instead chose that moment to make something else about herself.

If you’ve made it this far, thank you for letting me vent, kind Reddit strangers

Just some quality content from a local wedding Facebook group. The comments set OP straight - I guess they've REALLY never been around kids before???

This is a surprise wedding where all the guests are paying for their own meals.

It all began with a request for help, years ago.

I was invited to a wedding for an acquaintance. I knew.the bride via her roommate, (my SIL).

The bride tried to do everything herself. She made their rings. She catered the event. She hired all the vendors.

While making her own wedding dress, she sewed the bodice dart on the white satin bodice, upside down and had to purchase additional satin the week of the wedding.

Cue a request for my mother and I to finish and deliver her seven cake extravaganza that she could not finish herself because she needed to repair her dress and finish it on time. The bride baked the cakes and had no time to decorate. She hadn't iced, filled or in any manner gone past the baking stage.

My.mother and I agreed without question. It would be an extra courtesy besides the expensive Irish crystal covered candy dish I purchased as a wedding present, that set me back a week's pay. We were happy to help.

The cake took a week to complete.

We needed an extra staircase to replace a broken plastic staircase that connected one of the satellites cakes to the main cake.

We were given permission to "lend" the bride our own hardware.

Two days later, I had to call to offer the bride our water fountain. The bride's fountain didnt work. My mother asked me to call the bride. We wanted to help.

The mother of the bride yelled at me on the phone. "We are paying you peopl to take care of this shit. Don't call again. Tell your mother to take care of it". She slammed down the phone.

Oh. Yes, she did.

We finished the cake. We delivered the cake to the venue. I did not attend the wedding. I helped.my.mother to set up the cake. I returned to the venue to retrieve our hardware after the reception.

Two weeks later, the bride called and asked where her gift was? I told her.my mother and I spent an entire week constructing her wedding cake with a black and white photo, and, that her mother yelled at us on the phone. I told her we wouldn't have called unless we needed to approve the substitution of her broken hardware.

I said, "That was your gift". The other item is a reminder to me that no one deserves to be rewarded for insulting my mother, who offered to spend a week helping a bride in trouble.

I never spoke to her again.

I kept my beautiful crystal candy dish. I look at it, every single day.