“They Didn’t Even Make It To The Wedding Day”: 61 Of The Worst Bridezillas And Groomzillas

Worked at a reception venue. One event really sticks out. Everything went well until the cake. Bride & groom go to feed each other, she does it very nice, he smashes it into her face.

Bride screams, starts bawling her eyes out & runs out of the hall.

15 or so minutes later the father of the bride comes and asks the dj for the mic. He proceeds to thank everyone for coming and says that if they would like to take their gifts on the way out the couple has decided to break up.

I'm sure there were issues leading up to the event, but the bride had told everyone (including the groom) that if he smashed the cake in her face, it was over. She wasn't lying.

Florist- We had a bride and her mother show up at 9am. They wanted to order a bridal bouquet, a mother of the bride cattelya orchid corsage, a boutonniere for the groom, and six smaller ones for the groomsmen. The wedding was scheduled for noon. Yep, three hours from then, and they wanted them ready by the time they were done with thier makeup appointment at the beauty parlor a few doors down. The bride was flipping through the FTD sample book and pointing out the style and flowers she wanted. Think garden roses with long sweeping trails of stephanotis and variegated ivy, all three of which would require at least a week's advanced order with our suppliers. She was absolutely gobsmacked that we didn't carry extremely expensive and highly perishable flowers at all times. Same with the catteleya orchid for the mom's corsage. My boss told them that since they didn't place an order beforehand they would be limited to what we had in stock, and simple styles that could be assembled quickly. The bride and her mom kept pointing at the book and arguing that we should have those specific flowers in stock. My boss eventually took the book off the desk and tossed it behind the counter.

The bride vacillated between tears and petulant whining that we were going to ruin her big day. My boss, who had a bone deep loathing for brides in general, told her she had ruined her own day by not ordering her flowers before her actual wedding day. The mom tried chewing out my boss for her lack of customer service skills. My boss told her that she was welcome to go down the street to Vons and ask their flower department to make thier order with whatever they had in stock. The mom said she'd do just that, and reassured the bride that she'd have her flowers done by the time her appointment was over. Both women stormed out.

I figured that was that, but my boss told me and the other girl to start on six simple dendrobium orchid bouts. Meanwhile she threw together a ribbon wrapped bridal bouquet with some white roses that were nearly past thier prime and some more dendros. Sure enough, twenty minutes later the MoB slunk back in and meekly asked if we were still able to assemble what they needed. We did. We also charged her a very large [jerk] tax- ahem, rush fee.

I worked as an assistant to a low level celebrity as his assistant I was expected to get a wedding planner for free, a free venue, free everything because as he put it he was a celebrity and they'll want to give it to him free. I tried hard to find free, but cash is king and nobody really knew who he was. I managed to get him free catering, free suit, and free bridesmaids dresses... he got mad at me because I didn't get everything for free. I quit shortly after that, his demands and reality were very different.

I know a woman who was a caretaker for a public park that also had a wedding venue. They had a variety of stories but the craziest was where the groom got up on stage, ripped off his shirt to reveal his white supremacy tattoos, shouting "THIS IS WHO I AM" to the bride's family. They get in a fight and one of the bride's family members pulls out a gun. I don't know how many got arrested.

I was my sister’s maid of honor. During a peak planning time, our aunt - her godmother - passed away. I kept trying to get in touch with my sister all day that day. When I finally reached her, I explained I had been trying to speak with her all day to let her our aunt had [passed away]. I got blasted about how busy she is, and then she ripped into me about where I stood with my tasks. She was pretty rotten the day of the wedding, too. The best was two years later I’m getting married and she’s screaming at me over the phone how I didn’t help her, forced her to buy a dress she didn’t want, and let her florist ruin her flowers. We’re not close.

A drunk, screaming groomzilla screamed and pointed in my face (while his poor bride cowered behind him) because the venue ran out of Grey Goose at 11:45pm. The wedding ended at midnight. I filled up an empty bottle with water are served it to him and his douchey friends.

4/6 of the bridesmaids never spoke to the bride again and 2 didn’t even attend the wedding due to her behaviour at the hen party.

Micromanaged everything, was [jerk] and controlling throughout and to make matters worse she overcharged everyone for hotels etc so it would cover her costs.

Wedding band member here.

Had a bride flip at me and my band mates because our instruments weren't white or salmon coloured to fit in with the decorations and she was saying we would ruin the photographs. Even though I was playing during the reception and all the photos were already taken.

A sunburst jazz bass, blue Stratocaster and a red drum set aren't going to ruin your pictures darling.

My mom and I saw a great bridezilla freak out while shopping for my wedding dress a few years back. We were in a small, local shop when another mother-daughter duo came in. The attendant who had been helping us went up to greet them. The mother said they were here to pick up her daughter's dress, so the attendant looks her name up in the computer, frowns, and says, "Ma'am, you never bought the dress."

"What are you talking about?"

The attendant shows the lady the notes on her computer screen. "You said you wanted to think about it, and asked if we could hold the dress. We held it for two weeks, but when we didn't hear back from you, we assumed you didn't want it."

"Well, we want it now."

"It's been over eight months", the attendant explained, "We sold the dress a long time ago. But I can order you another one, and have it expedited here in a few weeks."

And like a Mt. St. Helens of entitlement, the eruption began. "This is unacceptable!" The mother shrieked. "We have her alterations scheduled in two hours! The wedding is a week away! I can't believe you sold her dress!" The bride, meanwhile, is slumped against the desk and sobbing like someone ended her dog.

My mom and I are just open-mouthed staring at this point. The attendant was trying to be diplomatic, but is clearly as baffled as we are. "Ma'am, we had no way to know you wanted it. You never called. You never put down a deposit. The dress isn't yours until you pay for it."

After some more screaming from the mother and wailing from the bride, they left. The shop attendant came back over to us and I asked her, "Does that kind of thing happen a lot?"

The poor lady just deflated. "All the time."

It baffles me to this day. How do you schedule alterations on a dress that you never purchased? Why would you wait until a week before the wedding to pick up your dress? How do you make it to adulthood without knowing how basic buying and selling transactions work?

TL;DR - Turns out dress shops can't read your mind, and you need to actually pay money for a wedding dress before it is yours. Go figure.

Well, i was helping decorate a wedding and the bride came in and literally threw a chair through a window because she was pissed that there was one chair extra in the back of the room.

I once worked in a bakery and we had this bride freakout that her cake wasn't right and proceeded to smash it to bits with her fist. She smashed the wrong cake. Like wth. Anyways the cops allowed her to wash her hands before placing her in handcuffs. I felt bad for the future husband and the couple that ordered said cake. People are cray cray.

I had a lesbian couple enquire about shooting their wedding day. My husband and I own a photography business. Her first email to me was asking if I was a company from the USA to which I replied I was not (we're in Canada and my website and google information clearly states that). Her second email was asking why I stole another company's name (oh hell nah)! I write back saying that many companies have similar names but we have owned our company name and website for at least 7 years, and in no way were we stealing another company name. Also, the other company has a whole extra word in there. The third email asks if we can take pictures on their wedding day in the style of this other company, and I replied that we would not. She then sends an email saying that because they are lesbians, they do not like men and only want me there to take pictures - they do not want my husband at the event. By that point I had enough of this woman's tom-foolery and sent her an email back stating that I did not wish to have them as clients. I had to make sure to phrase it in a way that she couldn't use it as defamatory, as she seemed like the type to do so. I politely told her that there are many female photographers out there if that is what they wanted, but my husband and I are a team and would not be able to accommodate their request. I then blocked her email address.

Dodge a bullet there.

A bride who kept gaining weight, and would scream each time the wedding dress fit wasn't the same as the previous fitting appointment. Claiming that the store was switching out different dresses each time, ripping her off or something. Ugh.

I work at a hotel that does a huge amount of wedding business, and we had an engagement shower with the plan being that the couple would be having the wedding with us as well. This involved the bride-to-be and to an extent, her mother.

Anyways, we knew there were going to be issues because neither the bride or groom ever smiled. She was always complaining about how he was "wishy-washy" with picking a date and he was always silent. The MOB was your stereotypical Brooklyn Jewish Mother and had her hand in EVERYTHING to make sure things were perfect for her little princess. (My experience has shown that the MOB/MOG are exponentially worse than the actual people getting married.)

Well, the engagement party starts, and everyone, except for the couple, seem to be having a great time. Then, halfway through the party, we suddenly heard the girl scream at her fiancee "WE WILL **NEVER** HAVE A CHRISTMAS TREE IN ***MY*** HOUSE, SO YOU CAN GET OVER IT!!!!"

And from there it devolved into a shouting match between the couple, who moved from the banquet room to the lobby so their "guests" couldn't hear the argument. (Didn't work. They heard everything.)

Apparently she was Jewish and he was Protestant and not once in their relationship had they discussed religion. They went at it on and off for two hours. She was screaming at the top of her lungs about how their (non-existent) children would be raised Jewish, and how his traditions didn't matter. Her mother standing at her side and nodding in agreement and interjecting occasionally with a "that's right" or "you tell him".

He was pleading (in a good attempt to be quiet, but was obviously frustrated) for her to at least compromise to let him at least *invite* his pastor from his home town for the wedding, and that their (non-existent) children could possibly do things with his parents for Christmas, even if they didn't celebrate.

The guests just kept partying, pretending nothing was happening, but you could see on all of their faces that they wanted to leave, but couldn't since they would have to pass by the couple to get to the only exit.

Only after two hours and the argument eventually devolving in to her INSISTING her children would never see a Christmas tree in their whole lives so they wouldn't be confused (good luck with that one in this country, lady) the groom finally, dejectedly said "Well then maybe this isn't going to work."

She threw her ring at him and said, (I swear to god) "THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU LET ME MAKE YOU PROPOSE?!?!?!?!?!?!" She then changed her mind, picked up the ring and said "Whatever. I'm keeping this." and stormed off. Her mother looked at her ex-potential-son-in-law, told him he was an idiot for letting her baby go, and went after her.

I've NEVER seen a banquet room clear of people so fast. Within fifteen minutes, everyone was gone, and it was a ghost town, and from the looks of it, everyone took their "Gifts" with them.

Worse still, it was the former-bride's family who had hosted and were staying at the hotel, so we spend the next two days "commiserating" with them about how awful the groom was as they moved their daughter out of his apartment.

Dude dodged a bullet.

Wedding photographer here, had a bride crying because she thought her sister looked prettier in her wedding photos than she did.

I can't even begin to unpick that level of crazy.

Former Wedding Photographer- The last wedding I ever did, the bride had a huge zit on her forehead, which was just ruining everything. It was the end of the world. So, thinking I was being generous, I zapped it off in all of the photos in photoshop. Cut to a few weeks later after I delivered them, I get an irate phone call saying that she couldn't believe I would edit off a zit. She wanted to remember the day as it was, not how it should have been. So I went through and restored all the zits... Weddings are too emotionally fraught to mix with business...

Bride tried to have a 50k wedding on a 5k budget, and do everything last minute.
She didnt like her officiant and fired him the wk before wedding, and then didn't realize how difficult it was going to be to find one last minute.
She ended up having to get married by a JP the day before wedding and had a friend officiate wedding and act like it was all real!
The whole wedding was a joke, and people left by 8pm after cake. The whole wedding was over by 10pm.

A local wedding shop that had been in operation for years in my area had to close down. This place was very well known and a lot of people I knew went there for wedding dresses, prom dresses, ect. I didn't get my wedding stuff there. But had been in growing up. And was pretty popular.

In the 2014 there were a few US cases of Ebola, I think most of us know that. One of the ladies who came down with it was a nurse and caught it from a patient who had Ebola. She for some reason got the ok to travel, came to the area I live and went to this particular bridal shop. When it was confirmed she had Ebola, the shop closed down for three weeks to be professionally cleaned and detoxed (only word I could think of).

After the stop opened back up from the three week shut down they were never able to recover. Months later the announced they couldn't afford to stay open and were struggling. The stigma of the lady with Ebloa being in the shop drove people away.

Oh, and the lady with Elboa tried suing the bridal shop when they wouldn't refund her and her bridal parties deposits when she canceled her orders.

I used to be a "Bridal Consultant" at a retail store which basically means I helped couples scan things onto their registry, although the training for it just meant I knew how to use the scanner and the computer and my actual job had nothing to do with bridal shopping. This one couple came in to start a new registry, which quickly turned into only things the bride wanted. Anything the groom wanted to put down on the registry was deemed as "childish, stupid, ugly, unpractical, never-going-to-be-used". I was cringing during the entire appointment, she kept asking for my input/opinion on everything and I felt so bad for this guy. His bride-to-be seemed so selfish and entitled, couldn't believe the fact that he was soon to be married to this woman. The poor man just wanted a waffle maker, who doesn't want waffles?!

As she was walking up the aisle in her dress the bride tripped over her gown. And instead of just getting up and moving on she let loose an absolute huge tirade of cursing and screaming at everyone, when her dad tried to console her she just got up slugger her dad in the face and started just throwing [stuff] everywhere, screaming about this wreck of a day. She just lost in and proceeded to rip up her own dress and run out of the church half [bare] into the rain. I mean I know the stress is high but she lost her mind.