Random Worst Bridesmaid Horror Stories (21 items)

• (#13) "She Replaced A Bridesmaid Last Minute Because She Dyed Her Hair A Slightly Lighter Brown"

  From Redditor /u/boredlike:

  At a wedding I went to the bride replaced a bridesmaid of hers at the last minute because she dyed her hair a slightly lighter brown the night before. Apparently it didn't match the dress, which was bright pink.
• (#14) "She Had Us All Wear Fake Press-On Nails So Our Hands Matched"

  From Redditor /u/mystic_burrito:

  I was once in wedding where the bride not only made us wear all the same strappy shoes (she bought them for us on clearance and the pair I was given were far too small to the point my little toes stuck out the sides), she had us all wear fake press on nails so our hands matched (they started popping off during the ceremony). She also wanted us to use the same make up. I don't mean the same shades or something semi reasonable like that, no we were to all use the same bottle of foundation, eyeshadow pallete, blush, eyeliner, and mascara no matter our skin tone or the fact sharing some of that stuff is f*cking unsanitary.
• (#8) "The Bridesmaid Dress She Picked Out For Me Was $2,400"

  From a former Redditor:

  My college roommate asked me to be a bridesmaid in her wedding. I agreed. Then the bridesmaid dress she picked out for me was $2400. I couldn't afford it, and gently told her so. I found a pattern for a similar dress and fabric that was the same color and type, so I asked her if it was okay if I made the similar dress, or perhaps we could go dress shopping together to find something in my budget?

  All of the bridesmaids were going to be wearing the same color, but she'd picked out different styles of dresses for each of us, so it wasn't as if I would stick out like a sore thumb.

  She cussed me out, told me I was ruining her wedding, that her 'vision' required me to wear THAT dress, and can't I just get a credit card to charge the dress on? When I told her no, she cut all contact with me, claiming that if I was a true friend I would make the finances work. She's never spoken to me again. She'd been like a sister to me up until that point.

  One of the dresses she'd picked out for another bridesmaid was $300, by the way. I was pissed when I found that out.
• (#10) "She Insisted On A Full Year Of Being The Center Of Attention"

  From Redditor /u/KvetchBetch:

  I have a friend "Darla" whose friend (have only met her once, I don't know her well enough to have been invited to her wedding) insisted that she had a full year leading up to her wedding day to be the center of attention. This meant that she expected that none of her friends or family members would get engaged, get pregnant or have a baby, have a sizable birthday celebration, or have any significant attention drawn to them for 365 calendar days because that was "her year." She even made a hashtag for every post or photo on social media that started out as #allaboutbree2015 (Bree = not her real name) which later she changed to #allaboutbree&dax2015 (not his real name either) when some people teased her that her fiancé didn't matter. Darla was told she was "very selfish" for having the audacity to host a birthday party for herself with only five months to go to Bree's Big Day, especially considering that birthdays happen every single year. Bree did not attend the party, so I didn't have the opportunity to witness any shenanigans; she elected to stay home and vaguebook about it instead.
• (#3) "She Got Mad I Didn't Buy Her And Her Fiancé A Sex Swing"

  From Redditor /u/PralineSurprise:

  I will summarize: 

  -bride got mad that I didn't buy her and her fiancé a sex swing as a bridal shower gift. Made her so mad she didn't speak to me for two weeks.
  - I wasn't MOH but was expected to act like one. When I asked for info to set up bachelorette, was told she wouldn't give me the info. No one was available anyway. Later she would tell me I deprived her of this experience and should have "found a way" to contact seven people I met once and didn't have last names for. This was also Before fb had even been invented. So finding people wasn't easy.
  - her wedding photographer was a perv. He told me to bend forward in ever pic. Come to find out 99% of the bridal party pics include my almost totally exposed breasts. I found this out by walking into her house and seeing such a photo blown up to 11x14 glory. Framed and in the entry way. Awesome.
  - treated me like total garbage the day of. Made sure to constantly put me down at every turn.
  - insisted we do a bridal party dance. I have a sex abuse history and a HUGE personal bubble. She knows this. Didn't care. Insisted I dance with this leering jack*ss who stared down my dress the entire time while I tried to not have a panic attack.
  - while wedding planning, would call me and vent for HOURS about ribbon colors and sh*t. I was in grad school at the time, working 30-40 hours a week and had an insane commute. I was sleeping 4-5 hours a night. When I had something to say? It's HER TIME.

  A few months after the wedding I stopped speaking to her.

  Her karma... husband got so drunk on wedding night he actually LEFT his own reception to go to a bar. He barfed all over her gown in their hotel room later. He then took a job out of state and wasn't there when she gave birth.

  Oh it was my fault she gave birth alone too.
• (#16) "She Didn't Tell Me I Was Still Invited To The Wedding Until The Morning Of"

  From Redditor /u/rheabs:

  One of my 'best' friends was getting married, I was to be a bridesmaid. I was between jobs at the time, so I ended up taking a temporary position at the company she worked for. About halfway through the job, I got a great opportunity for a full time, permanent position in my field. It was competitive, so if I didn't take it right away, they could have easily given it to someone else just as qualified. I couldn't afford to not take it, so I ended my temporary position with her company as gracefully as I could to start my new job right away.

  She took this as an insult, and dumped me as a bridesmaid. In fact, she didn't even let me know if I was still invited to the wedding or not until the morning of. I took that as a hint that she didn't actually want me to go but didn't want to be the bad guy, so waited until the last minute to let me know, thinking I would have other plans or wouldn't have enough time to get a nice dress or a date.

  To spite her, I got a fabulous dress that afternoon, snagged a date, we went to the wedding/reception and drank/ate as much as the free sh*t we could fill ourselves with. On our way out I drunkenly drew a d*ck on her car under the JUST MARRIED sign, with a bar of soap I took from the bathroom.

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