Fuck off, I’m eating: foibles, feats, and wedding fails
We asked some of our favorite wedding vendors to reveal some of their funniest moments, lessons learned, and biggest foibles from their their weddings. Get ready for determined eating, surprise guest photo bombers, and birds pooping… because we all know that shit (sometimes literally) happens.
I got left at the altar: turning heartbreak into artwork
As the day that was supposed to be my wedding day approached, none of us knew what to do, think or feel. I knew that a pity party was the farthest thing from what I wanted or needed. A few people brought up the idea of trashing the dress, and at first it sounded crazy. But after thinking about it, I knew that doing something to mark the occasion was the perfect thing for me. I was not going to let my ex-fiancé’s mistake of letting me go take away my happiness.
The weddings that weren’t
I’m going to a wedding this weekend and I’m feeling just a little jealous.
It’s been over two months since my wedding. It was everything my partner and I could have asked for, in four hours of pure awesome. The professional photos are stunning and capture how was very “us” it was. The wedding I’m going to this weekend is also very representative of the bride and groom — a guitar-themed, tequila-shooting wedding.
But a guitar-themed, tequila-shooting wedding is definitely not me… so why am I having wedding envy?
Planning a wedding while dealing with the emotions of being a domestic abuse survivor
I have gone from being a young bride, to a survivor of domestic abuse, a divorcée, a fiancée, and now I find myself planning a wedding again. A wedding is supposed to be a happy experience. For me, this doesn’t seem to be the case. With my looming nuptials I can’t help but feel emotionally and physically drained. I remind myself every day that “he isn’t my first husband.”