If you are waking up in cold sweats and having anxiety attacks worrying about what will go wrong at your wedding, breathe. You are definitely not alone. We have found some amazing horror stories that may top your worst fear. Sit back, relax and have a giggle or two.

”My aunt was the bartender at my sister’s wedding and got my 14-year-old brother drunk. He started stripping on the dance floor and telling my brother-in-law’s family members how he really felt about them. It was a nightmare!”

“Our day started @ 5 AM, girls arrived on time at the house for hair & makeup, photographer was there, everything was on schedule. After the perfect ceremony, during the pictures, a guest passed out on the floor and had to be rushed to hospital!!! Then when everything calmed down, the reception was going as planned but an uncle of mine (R.B.) got a little “happy” at the bar and picked a fight with my dad!!! My dad ignored him but it had somehow escalated to two bridesmaids getting knocked around by R.B. and their husbands chasing R.B. down the street!!!!! I was mortified.”

“My best friend, Bonny, said she had always wanted to make a wedding cake and would be honored if she could make mine. My wedding was red velvet, and white so she decided to make red roses for all over the cake. She had no idea what it took to make true red but several dye bottles later she was close. Every picture after the cake cutting, all the people had red lips and red teeth for all the wedding album pictures.”

“A good friend of mine recently got married and wanted to include fish in decorative bowls as her center-pieces. The day of the wedding the groom ran all over town trying to locate the gold fish. Everyone was sold out so he bought a different kind of fish. These fish were the kind that require an aquarium to breathe so, by the time the guests arrived at the reception all of the fish were dead. The grooms dad hurried around the room scooping up the dead fish with his hands so he could destroy the “evidence” before the bride arrived.”

“Even though we were married by Justice of the Peace, we included the Jewish tradition of breaking the glass. I left the task of getting a thin wine goblet to my best man. He presented the glass wrapped in a cloth at the appropriate time and I stomped on the glass, it flew 3 feet in the air. After 5 embarrassing tries, I finally got it. It turns out my best man forgot to buy a glass, and creatively acquired a commercial type heavy duty champagne flute from our caterer.”

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