It’s always easy to write about some of the worst of the worst weddings – because they’re always so splashy and over-the-top, they’re the ones that usually end up online, be it through youtube videos, buzzfeed stories, or features on your favorite wedding site like the TheKnot or WeddingWire.  So even though this is the second Bridezilla Stories we’ve compiled (because who doesn’t love a good hot mess?), please keep in mind that these are the outliers and that there are infinitely more memories of beautiful weddings that went off without at a hitch, where everyone is happy to be celebrating such a wonderful occasion with their friends and family.  We’re extremely grateful for the clients we’ve gotten to work with and are going to be working with in the future.  We take a lot of pride in how we fulfill our role in keeping the reception going smoothly and after four years, we’ve never experienced a bridezilla scenario or even gotten a bad review.  That said, here are a few more fun stories of wedding scenarios being taken a little too far:

Bridezilla Stories Part 2

When I was about thirteen I was flying with my folks to visit family in Hawaii. While we were waiting for our flight, I overheard a woman throwing a temper tantrum to the desk agent.  She kept going on and on about how she was the bride and how she needed to be upgraded to first class or it was going to ruin her honeymoon. Screaming, crying, like full on toddler-style temper tantrum.  It’s like, hun, the wedding is over. You don’t get to be Bridezilla after the wedding. If it was so important that you be in first class, you should have purchased a first class ticket.

I worked for a florist setting up weddings when I was 15. I was the lowest person on the totem pole- I had no control over any aspect of the work and I was a grunt.  I was setting up a wedding with hideous pink and sparkly decor. I remember it pretty distinctly. It was at the art museum on a Saturday, a venue that costs $10,000 to rent, so the bride and groom had money. I was alone at the museum because I couldn’t drive yet and I was frequently abandoned. Everything was ready for the reception.  Bride comes in and starts crying and screaming about how the pink wasn’t the right shade and her wedding was ruined. According to the contract she signed with my boss, she had to have seen an example of the work she was getting and approved it. She approached me (15 year old me hiding behind a column because I didn’t have anywhere to go) and started screaming at me for ruining the wedding. I hadn’t made a single arrangement there. I had no idea how to respond except to say I was sorry.

My sister’s best friend is getting married this year. They both work minimum wage jobs yet have reserved tens of thousands of dollars of wedding vendors/stuff. She went on facebook asking how she’s going to pay for it and everyone commented telling her to do something simple if they can’t afford it. She replied to every comment saying everything’s booked, it’s just a matter of coming up with the money now. She set up a gofundme and no one donated. It took all my strength not to comment and tell her a homeless person can book $100k of wedding vendors, doesn’t mean they can afford it.

A girl I know, I’ll call her Kate, was a bridesmaid at a wedding. On the morning of the wedding the bride had a full on screaming fit and demoted Kate from being bridesmaid because she had decided that Kate looked too pretty after having her makeup done and the bride wanted to be the prettiest.

I saw the bride’s mother, leading a pack of bridesmaids like hunting dogs straining at their leashes, corner a coworker and threaten to have the mafia violate and kill his family if he didn’t refold the napkins at every place setting.

Bride slapped her husband and left him at the alter as he was wearing a red tie instead of a bright pink flowery one that she wanted all the men to wear to fit in with her “pink princess wedding”.  She told him in a text that he had “ruined her special day”.  Only her nephew was wearing the tie, he was a 1 year old. He apologized the same night, took a week of trying to convince her to forgive him; she eventually did and they are getting married in a few months, although no one is going.

One day after her wedding, a friend I went to school with went on a rampage on Facebook about how none of her friends showed up to her big day and, the ones that did show up, didn’t dance or participate in anything at the reception. She blasted everyone and made her wedding party feel terrible because she spent too much money on unnecessary things that no one used. She made a second post an hour later complaining about all of the people that stopped her to take pictures and didn’t let her enjoy her party. It was hilarious to watch the comments flood in from people who went and were pissed. She lost a lot of respect and a lot of friends in two hours.

My good friend was getting married, and I was meeting her for lunch. She had mailed out RSVPs with stamps included for people to mail back. I called to coordinate meeting up, and said “oh hey, and I have my RSVP right here, I can give it to you.” She flipped out because I would be wasting the stamp they bought. “Dude, just put it in the mail like you’re supposed to!” She was dead serious — furious that I would waste the stamp.  I still brought it so I could drop it in the mailbox while I was thinking of it — she literally stood there and watched me put it in the mail, addressed to her…

The bride asked me what color her bridesmaids should wear (I was one.) I told her that given all five of us were redheads, a pale, pastel lilac is the only color which should be avoided, as it makes us look dead.  Guess what dresses she picked? Floor length silk, pastel lilac. I assumed she’d forgot.  Her sweet husband later told me, completely nonplussed, that of course the bride has to put bridesmaids in awful dresses because she has to be the prettiest on the day.

How about a not-bridezilla moment, to lighten the mood?  This was years ago, back when I was single. The bride was sad about something. Not “in tears”, but definitely a little bummed. She apologized to me, because she said that she’d tried to arrange the seating so that I’d be next to an attractive single woman that she thought I’d like, but it just wouldn’t work out and she hoped I’d still have a good time.  You know bridezilla? That’s exactly the opposite.