I thought about not having one, but then I panicked at the idea of having to do something with my hands while walking down the aisle or while taking photographs. So I think you’re probably right about that!

My best friend passed away after a long battle with cancer at the age of 18. Given that she would have been my maid of honour, I laid my bouquet on her grave so she could be part of the day. I even brought my husband along to “introduce” them. I know it sounds maudlin, but it was important to me to have her involved…

Damn this PMS I NOW HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES.

I want to create his and hers gift baskets based off the bride and groom’s favorite things and whoever gets the bouquet/garter (no restrictions on age/gender/sexuality/marital status) gets the related gift basket.

Did they let you? I always shove my hands into my pockets when I see them as a don’t touch the doggy reminder. They are always either labs or beagles and look so damn busy and pleased with themselves, sniffing around and getting on their workday. It’s ridiculous cute.

The only time I ever caught a bouquet was during a promotion at a Lush store, and whoever caught it would win a bath bomb. I caught it one-handed because they were also giving out cupcakes.

I put my foot down on the garter toss, because that shit is gross, but we did a low-key bouquet toss with all unmarrieds, both men and women, single and dating. The best man, my brother-in-law, ended up catching it, and we have the MOST ADORABLE photograph of him and his then-girlfriend looking sheepish and pleased…

Etsy consumed my soul in the run-up to my wedding and I ended up having my bouquet made out of paper by a lady in Pennsylvania. I live in London. FROM MY COLD, DEAD HANDS. Or, more accurately, from the fishbowl vase my parents bought me and I keep on a shelf in the bedroom, but the sentiment remains the same.

(The…

A couple of years ago I was flying into Boston from London and was waiting at the luggage carousel while a beagle in a snazzy navy blue jacket and his handler, a tiny, sweet-faced Chinese-American lady, did the rounds, giving everybody a thorough sniffing. And he was such a good dog, so serious and so professional.…

i worked at the airport once and had to call the bomb squad for abandoned luggage (it was fine) and so they brought the sniffer dog down and after the cop was just talking to someone, and i couldnt handle it anymore and i asked and then i got to pet the bomb doggggg

do you need something to do, sweetheart?

This is breaking my heart. PITBULL, WHYYYY

My friends did a cat toss instead—they threw a stuffed cat into the whole assembled crowd and the person to catch it was supposed to be the next person to get a cat.

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL I KNOW YOU ARE A TROLL BUT THIS IS THE BEST/WORST ATTEMPT ANY TROLL HAS EVER MADE LIKE

I’m Hard of Hearing, and Starbucks is a huge fucking nightmare for me. Usually I’ll go to a really small one that is the third Starbucks in a 500 foot radius so it’s not busy at all, but a few weeks ago I went to the biggest, busiest one because it was on my way to work. When I got up to the counter to pay, I couldn’t…

Wait, so he like, uses his phone just for mouth talking?

Sarah you are very funny, but you’re wrong. WRONG!

All of those models look absolutely fine. Maxi dresses are comfortable, and they make me look tall. Though I will say, I don’t care for the cotton jersey types. They pill and look like shit after a couple washes.