40 Wedding Horror Stories That Go From Bad To Yikes

Mine’s actually funny! I would say it was the “worst” thing that happened but it really wasn’t that bad. We got married in a big open field under an apple tree. My uncle walked me down the aisle and we started from pretty far away, so there was a lot of open field before coming to the aisle and where the seats were. We start walking and I suddenly realize that there are crickets. EVERYWHERE in the grass. And the motion of my skirt on the grass is making them jump right onto/into it. I had several layers of English net and so I had some in between the layers crawling up toward my bodice. Thankfully I had a waist seam so they couldn’t get past that point. I had probably close to twenty in my train and ended up with one in my hair as well. My uncle and I were trying not to crack up. He just kept saying “just keep waking, it’s FINE” as I was shaking my skirt trying to walk at the same time. My bridesmaids spent a few minutes getting the crickets out of my skirt once we got down the aisle and everyone was laughing including me and my husband. They say crickets are good luck, so that’s a plus! Married two years this August.

Oh boy. Had a small wedding in the colorado Rockies. This one couple did all of the below:

-brought their 7 month old without asking

-drove from Texas and expected to stay with us in our home at Denver before traveling to the mountains (Estes park, about 1.5 hours away)

-they did stay with us (husband is too nice). They criticized our house (too small, walls paper thin)

- thought they could do the wedding in a day trip from our house, did not buy hotel room. My parents had an extra one that the guys were getting ready in and gave them it. Stanley hotel, $800. They didn’t offer to pay or say thanks they actually asked my dad for his credit card for incidentals

- woman wore white to the wedding

- man forgot to buy groomsmen vest. Had to go to mall day before wedding to improvise

-baby cried during service and wedding coordinator had to escort them out

- rented a cabin for the weekend for the wedding party. Lots of partying and drinking. They brought the baby without asking us and then got mad/ turned off lights when we were too loud (we paid for it btw, about 400$ per person)

-man kept knocking on our door ON OUR WEDDING NIGHT as we were having sex asking if we saw his keys

- they didn’t buy us a gift

Oh. And I found out later that the man’s mom offered to fly to colorado from Texas to babysit the baby while they were at the wedding/ cabin and they declined.

My sister took my wedding cabin because she refused to stay at my house with the other guests, and then announced her pregnancy at my wedding.... 12 years later and my husband is still bitter about it.

My son (the ring bearer) and his dad got in a wreck on the way to the venue.

NOT what I wanted to hear as I was getting 33575789 hairpins installed for my fancy updo! The stylist overheard that conversation and brought me some wine.

Kid and Dad were fine, other drivers were fine, they were only a little late, and everything else went off without a hitch.

But DAMN. "Your son got in a car wreck" completely snapped me back to reality. The wedding is just fluff; family and marriage are serious commitments that are worth making and keeping.

A squirrel started eating the cake before the wedding even started.

Besides the part where I was still a child? I had previously discussed how demeaning I found the cake smash. Groom agreed with me. Then did it anyway. I spent part of the reception in the bathroom crying and certain I'd just made the worst mistake of my life.

I was right. He nearly f*****g killed me.

DJ texted sometime DURING OUR VOWS that he wasn't showing up.

A lot of other things went wrong including a flash flood, hubbies car breaking down, my car keys getting somehow deadbolted locked inside of a hotel room that no one else was in (I still don't understand how that happened).

I had a little breakdown right before the reception because I thought I wasn't going to get my first dance without a DJ. My husband and MOH wiped my tears and we headed into the reception to find our friends DJing the reception collectively, ended up being really special and sweet.

8 years later and we joke we got all our bad luck out of the way that day, smooth sailing since 😆

Realizing I don't love him as we danced our first dance.

First. Caterer tried to poison my flower girl and ring bearer with almonds on the hors d'oeuvre platters (I said no tree nuts anywhere due to their allergies, she didn’t care). Thankfully their mother was smart enough to keep them away. Then, same caterer put raspberries in my wedding cake (I’m allergic to raspberries, cake was supposed to be blueberry and lemon, she took it upon herself to add raspberries to the berry compote), SO I went into anaphylactic shock at my reception. Thankfully I had relatives there who are doctors and were able to administer epinephrine and make sure I could still breathe. Nevertheless, that caterer still ruined my wedding reception. I was out of commission for 5 hours that night, missed everything. Pictures ruined. It took 3 days for the swelling to go down on my face and throat. Only reason I’m still alive to tell the tale is because I had relatives present who are doctors and were able to save me. (The reception was held in a remote location in Vermont, too far away from a hospital so if it hadn’t been for my family and their kids’ epi pens (which they almost needed because of that same caterer’s carelessness with the appetizers), I wouldn’t have survived my own wedding reception).

We had a HUGE Italian style dessert bar served after the cake. I was to busy dancing, talking and having fun to make it over to the desserts. My mom asked if I wanted anything and she would make a to go box. I say yes, cheesecake. That's all, just cheesecake (it's my fav). Shortly after, my mom tells me it's all gone.

My cousin comes to tell me goodbye, holding a desert box. We chat, tells me how much fun she had, how great the food and desert was. Then says "the cheesecake was amazing, you should get some!" She opens the box to show me, 4 slices of cheesecake, along with a ton of other desserts.

I asked her if I could please have just 1 slice. She said "no, it's mine, should have gotten to it quicker!" I begged her and explained its my favorite desert. She still said no and promptly left.

Not my wedding…but I officiated a wedding where the bride’s grandfather died in the bathroom minutes before the ceremony was supposed to start. Ended up doing chest compressions until EMS arrived and then rolled up to officiate and tell my silly little jokes while the family actively repressed their emotions - *because they did not tell the bride*.

No body showed up at my wedding. Me and my husband invited over 50 people and a lot of them said they would be there. Beside the party and family only 3 friends showed up and everyone left right after the cake was cut

Getting married hours after I found out that he’d slept with another women because at that point I felt like… I mean, what do I do? (Not get married is the correct answer but I did)

My mom fell down the stairs while trying to hand out boutonnières before the ceremony and ended up breaking her foot. She toughed it out and pretended that she was fine because she was afraid it would ruin the day. It broke my heart when I eventually found out, but damn do I love my mama.

My tall, attractive, athletic first husband was a ballroom dancer. So our first dance at the reception was going to rock, right?

I thought I was having fun at the time, but a friend remarked years later we looked terrible. He just looked like he was showing off and it was clear I couldn't keep up. He didn't care at all about slowing down and making us look like a couple.

It became a metaphor for our failed 10-year marriage. He only ever cared about his stuff and was constantly inconsiderate of me.

My second husband is an awkward, nerdy guy, 2.5" shorter than me. But we took dance lessons together, looked good at our wedding, and had fun.

My mom picked a fight with me at the reception because I didn't invite her extended family but I did invite my stepmom. Family that she had only recently reconciled with and who I didn't know. Meanwhile stepmom is a decent person who was married to the man who raised me so she's an automatic invite. Besides I was having only 24 guests in total. My mom looked like she had a lemon in her mouth during the wedding until she started arguing at the reception. We had actually fought about this a lot during the engagement so I think she came just to make a scene. Anyways, I asked her to leave and proceeded to have a blast. I have not voluntarily spoken to my mother in thirteen years.

Two bees flew up into my wedding gown as my Dad, myself and my attendants walked across the grounds of the venue to the ceremony area. I screamed and immediately began pulling up the bottom of my dress as the bees stung me, one on my butt and the other in a more delicate area. 😳
So there I was with the bottom of my dress pulled up over my head, with my Dad and attendants furiously looking for the culprits.

To my horror, I realized the 3 photographers which were snapping photo’s as we walked kept taking pictures, although one did lay his camera down to try and help, which wasn’t great either.

Everything got sorted, but I walked down the aisle and got married with half my butt and that other area burning and hurting. I sat on ice packs between dances at the reception. Sure enough when we got our wedding photo’s back for review, there were 5 photo’s of the whole wild scenario. 😂

I forgot to pack my cathedral length veil (venue was destination), I forgot to carry my bouquet, there was an earthquake the morning of, my in laws watched a football game on their phones during the service, and left before the reception. The reception was cancelled because the entire staff of the restaurant we rented out had strep throat. My MOH announced her engagement at my wedding, the best man tried to sleep with a bridesmaid and when turned down, put a hammock between two trees and slept outside. Think this is all bad? Wait for the worst part of the day.

I got married.

My bridesmaids black boyfriend showed up and someone told him “you don’t belong here”

We asked the pastor from my husband's childhood church to officiate. Very old school conservative. We discussed with him what we wanted him to talk about during the ceremony, marriage being hard work, treat love as a verb, that kind of thing. What he ended up doing was speeding through the passage I wanted read, then talked for 15 minutes about how marriage is for only men and women, how we are made this way and how hormones play a part. I should add that my father-in-law, who walked me down the aisle, is gay. Well known fact. The preacher's speech at my wedding was basically condemnation for my father in law. He was able to laugh it off, but I am still mad about it to this day. We call it the hormone speech, the one black spot on what was otherwise a perfect day.