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We're looking for someone who has had a wedding disaster similar to the ones in Wedding Dash that would be interested in sharing their story with the media.

If you've got a good story share it now and we may pick you to be our wedding disaster ambassador!

Even if you don't want to be in a news article we'd love to hear about your stories. Share share share :)

I have one. Of course, you probably already knew I would.

It was my best college friend's wedding. I was the bridesmaid though (never the bride, cuz XtL_ won't ask me! Sad.) in my best Laura Ashley (never wearing this darn thing again!) bridesmaid dress, with dyed hot pink satin high heels. During rehearsal, I had pondered the chances of my heels getting stuck between the slate walk way of the public outdoor garden that the wedding was to be held in...but then I let that concern carelessly drift away. Fast forward to the next day....as the music starts, the best man takes my arm and we proceed down the path past friends, family, and acquaintances....until I took a step and my shoe didn't come with me. Looking back, there it was, heel in the mud wedged between the slate. What to do? What to do? Keep walking like nothing happened and have the bride trip over my shoe or interrupt the flow of the processional and go get me shoe....I decided to go get my shoe. Okay, great. Finally up at the alter. Whew! The pastor is saying his remarks while I look at a butterfly on a nearby flower. Then I feel eyes on me. I look up to notice everyone stopped and looking at me. Where are the rings? Oh, was I responsible for them? Geez, um, well, I never saw them! They must be back at the apartment? So the pastor pulls his own ring off and offers it to the groom for his bride's finger. Right at that moment, the groom's mother bursts into loud sobbing tears, because she hated the bride and was conflicted as to her son's ability to have "done better". Then as we're all trying to pretend like she isn't wailing up a storm, we hear Click, Click, Click..a lot of times....while we had been distracted by the mother-in-law's sobbing, a charter bus of Japanese tourists had pulled up and unloaded into the garden. They didn't realize they were interrupting a wedding, and we couldn't explain the situation to them due to the language barrier. After a myriad of mistakes, we just all started laughing hysterically, because there was nothing else to do. We all have funny memories of that wedding...and I still have an ugly pink and purple floral bridesmaid dress if anyone needs fabric for curtains??? Anyone? Please!

Awesome! Nemone will probably be contacting you soon :)

Latte, you are officially off my list of bridesmaids.

LOL..you're already married! With kids! Good thing, huh?

Okay, SummerLeigh gave me an idea for a new game.....if you were unmarried and about to have a virtual wedding, and had to choose 3 groomsmen or bridesmaids from PF forum community, who would it be and why?

Lattegato your wedding experience made me laugh so hard! I felt for you and I think you handled it very well. Thanks for sharing that!

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I would choose you for a virtual bridesmaid lattegato and I would give you virtual flats to wear!!! LOL :)

I would invite Feisty to be one of my bridesmaids. Not only is she a good friend but she would bring her trusty musket to make sure the groom was there. I would invite Latte, because I am not going to marry again. She could help me slip away. We would party together and she could cook me something to help the run away bride a hangover. I would also invite Latte because she is a friend. Finally I would invite Casamir, she is a friend who has the most beautiful heart I have ever witnessed so I know she would do a good job explaining why the bride was last seen taking off down the road with a fifth of liquor in her hands. LOL

Oh Latte, you little scamp! LOL Leave it to you!

I was a guest at a wedding once, where the bride clearly had too much to drink. When it came time to cutting the cake, she literally smeared the whole piece of cake, all over her Groom's face. He was being pretty good natured about it, until she turned around, laughing, looking at the group of guests, then proceeded to sit ON the cake! LOL

As my virtual bridemaids, I would invite LB, Kel, and Feisty, cuz there wouldn't be a boring moment! LMAO.

Too funny Latte. That would be some wedding.

I can relate to a little cake on the face... My wife started it by jamming a big piece of cake into my mouth and putting frosting on my nose, so I went after her with an even bigger piece. My retaliation ended up being a little worse than anticipated when I managed to drop chocolate frosting both on and INTO her nice white wedding dress. Oops! Great way to start off a marriage... but we recovered from that and have been together for another eight years and counting.

I've never seen a wedding cake with chocolate frosting??!!!
I thought I was the only one who wanted something like that!
A chocolate peanut butter cake for me, please!!!

I was always a Guest Book Attendant and never a Bridesmaid until the one and only time I was asked, about 15 years ago. The bride asked me to make the bouqets and boteneirres for the wedding too since it was a low budget wedding. I'd never done that before, but I did the best I could.
The wedding went off reasonably well, it was really hot at the church, and at one point in the ceremony, a bee was buzzing around and got stuck inside the bride's veil. Luckily she did not get stung.
It rained (HARD) between the wedding and reception, so my dyed shoes had water spots on them, so I only wore them the one time (along with the dress worn once (naturally)).
My usher that I had to dance with at the reception was 12 years old (and I was 23 at the time.) That was awkward. I almost didn't have to dance for the bridal party dance, the DJ forgot to "announce" my name. It was kind of a comedy of errors. Maybe I'll just stick to being a Guest Book Attendant. That seems to be what I'm good at doing. lol

My story isn't exactly a disaster, but my story is from a friends wedding. It was at the reception and the bride and groom were about to be announced. When they walked into the room the D.j. said the wrong name for the bride! Not only that, but he kept doing it all night long. He would get the name right, but then go back to saying the wrong name. I felt so bad for her!

I was the maid of honor for my sister's wedding many moon ago. Her husband-to-be was running late and got into a car accident on the way to the wedding - (he was the drivers ed teacher at a high school at the time). He was so worried about being late he didn't even get the people's names, insurance, etc. who hit his car.

He made it to the wedding, everything was going well. The minister pronounced them husband and wife, they started up the aisle. The best man and I counted to 5 (as we had practiced during rehearsal), stepped into the aisle, and then realized the wedding dress hadn't quite cleared the "runway." I stepped right on it, tore off the back part of the dress and the best man and I just stood there with our mouths open in shock. The minister finally stepped between us, picked up the back part of the dress and nonchalantly threw it on the front pew.

I was almost too embarrassed to even go the reception until I realized that my sister was so nervous and excited, she didn't even know what had happened.

When I got married, I really picked and planned everything. It was just easier that way. Everytime I asked my intended what he liked, I always got the same answer "Whatever you want". There was however one thing that he wanted to help in the decision making process..the cake. According to him, the cake was the most important thing about a reception. We went to one of the finest bakeries and had a custom wedding cake ordered. We were using a set of silk bells from India that were sent from a friend there. The cake was even custom colors with special flowers around it. A real thing of beauty. The day of the wedding, our cake was delivered and it was stark white, only three tiers and the total wrong flavor and our silk bells were no where to be found. My Husband freaked. Since we were not leaving for our honeymoon for another day after the wedding, my Husband went to the bakery the next day. We walked into the bakery and he proceeded to cause such a scene. Soon, a young man came over and explained that his Mother, the baker, had suffered a major heart attack the day before the wedding and that the kids were trying to run the business in her absense. So now we both feel like pooh. We never got the bells back and whoever received our cake must have been shocked. When the owner recovered, she sent us a letter telling us that whaever cake we ever needed for the future would be free. We felt so bad that we had dogged her so bad that we never took her up on her offer.

The day of my rehersal dinner my maid of honor called me and told me she had been arrested because the bachelor party drove from place to place in her mini van and had left a small amt of something green in the mini van and while she was visiting her brother in prison a drug sniffing dog had hit on her van so she would not be at the rehersal. My brother showed up after drinking a bottle of whiskey and declared to the entire party that he was not renting a tux if he didnt get to walk a woman down the aisle .

The day of my wedding my $300.00 4 tier cake fell on the floor in front of 150 guests right before I walked down the aisle. While in a hurry to clean it up someone threw away the little parts between the tiers for which i had paid a deposit.

My cousins husband thought the (kids) punch bowl needed a little kick so he spiked it with rum, we didnt find out til l noticed my 7 year old son (from a prev. marriage) was staggering around, with a cup in his hand spilling it everywhere.

When we left to go on a 7 day cruise to mexico my husband announced that he had left all of his shoes and all our travelers checks at home, just as the captian of the ship announce we were underway.

Not to worry we've been happily married now for 17 years!

Yes, I have. It was my best friends wedding. At the rehearsal, Jamie (the bride, I was the maid of honor) noticed a loose nail on one of the pews. We decided that nothing would happen, so we went on with the rehearsal.

The next day, it was really windy out (that's why it's called the windy city!) and so we made sure the doors were shut tight. The doors rarely shut well. Any way, everything went fine, until the bride walked down the aisle. A huge gust of wind blew the door wide open. The brides train flew into the air and got on the nail on the way down. No one noticed, and she continued walking. Rrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiippppppppppp! Her dress tore all the way up to her waist. She was standing there in shock while the photographer snapped photos of her. She was wearing a garter, no underwear. The photographer, of course, was a male. The mother-in-law was hysterically laughing, and snapping pictures with her digital camera. She was so embarressed. Never the less, we hurried her back into the back, and got her another dress. The mother-in-law looked very unhappy. We learned why later.

The wedding went on, no other accidents. At the end, the bride-groom explained to the bride that he made his mother pay for it. All was well after that.