Also wondering if she found a slip. I spent months searching high and low for a (colorful) slip for my reception dress—and settled on a spanx-y version against my better judgement. That thing rode up to my waist every 45 minutes, and I was constantly running to the bathroom to give it a good yank. I was anxious for…

........this is why I had a bridesman. He showed up in a suit he already owned, looked dapper, no chaos.

SKIP down the aisle? SKIP down the fucking aisle?????

I love that story - I loved my MIL and FIL and miss them dearly (when my MIL was dying, she lived with us and I got to cook for her. I felt honored - how many sons-in-law get to return the many gifts his wife's mother has given? (though, truthfully, what I gave her was only a fraction of what she gave me in the…

Oh no, just bored. Lol. We all had shots of wedding cake vodka after this.

Had a similar problem. I was measured for a wedding dress in October for a June wedding. I lived in another state so I couldn't get fitted later.

Now that's the kind of lady you want around in high-stress situations.

My husband and I are gaming nerds. We met in the online role-playing group that I created, and the entire wedding party was in fact part of the same group. They flew in from all across North America to attend our wedding in Alabama. =)

I flashed my entire family as well as my brother's inlaws during a rousing game of pool volleyball so...I feel you. Except luckily no one has ever brought yours up. Mine gets mentioned at every family gathering.

Can I just say, darling that is a great smile of delight and you are beautiful. Good for your photog for catching that moment.

My friend insisted that it was fine to have the edges of the dance floor lined with actual candles. On the floor. Where people were dancing. Her dress did catch on fire but it was easily extinguished, since we were right next to the tables full of liquids and it was put out immediately. She's the kind that cannot be…

Thank you! And yes, they are feathers. It's dreamy, and I hope it is still stylish when my future offspring want to marry. It's this dress:

I made my own wedding dress... but I didn't know it was a wedding dress, so I didn't put as much effort into it as I could have. My boyfriend was taking me on vacation in Hawaii, and he talked me into making a "pretty dress for when we went to the luau." Turns out, he'd been planning to ask me to marry him the whole…

The same thing happened to me at my sister's wedding. The zipper split right as we were leaving to go to the ceremony so my mom sewed me into it, stabbing me several times in the process. Apparently morning mimosas and sewing needles don't mix well. Cut to 2 am when I get back from the reception and I completely…

When I arrived at the church, my soon to be father in law hugged me. His cigarette set my beautiful finger length double veil on fire. My soon to be mother in law gracefully and completely without a fuss, put out the fire, removed the charred edges, hid the damage, hugged me tight, and sent me into the church. 26…

Yup, sure did. I had a dress that I only had tried on once in the store before the big day. Two weeks before, went bra/spanx shopping with mom. We glance at slips. "Do you need a slip?" "I'unno." (I don't do dresses normally. I'm a web developer and pretty much rock the T-shirt/jeans developer look.)

So yes, I put this…

I was a bridesmaid that "forgot" a bra. Sitting at the head table at my sister's wedding, somehow a round of the "wave" broke out and my ladies were set free. Most embarrassing moment of my life so far. No one mentioned it so hopefully a very few amount of people saw it.

My wedding dress had very thin little straps on the shoulders. While greeting guests in the receiving line, I went to give an old friend a hug and felt something snap. I looked down and my strap had broken off and I was about a second away from a nip slip. Thankfully I noticed it immediately and was able to hold my…

My zipper broke during pictures, half an hour before the ceremony. So the moms had to sew me into it. My husband had to cut the zipper off later. (Not in like a sexy way, like in a "we have to get up at 4 am and still have shit to do" way.)

Hm, well, as my husband waited to enter the church because the ceremony was starting a friend showed up late with an open can of root beer. He excitedly ran up and hugged him and spilled his root beer all over my soon-to-be husband's tux. Luckily it was black and not super noticeable. He's lucky though I was so hopped…