Every woman hopes for the ideal wedding day, but when the pressure mounts, the brides either lose it or, let’s face it, their true selves begin to emerge. Four Reddit users who have seen some of the most astounding bridezilla instances share their stories below.
Grammar and clarity have been improved in the comments.
Anecdote 1: My acquaintance got divorced 14 months after getting married.
For the occasion of her wedding, a friend borrowed $7500. Well, it wasn’t too horrible. It seemed reasonable enough and feasible. She then requested that her fiancé obtain a $25,000 loan.
(She coerced him by threatening to leave him if he didn’t comply.) His credit was significantly better, and he was granted the loan. After that, my buddy pleaded with his parents to cover their honeymoon expenses without them realizing she had requested their son to take out a loan.
Up until a few weeks prior to the wedding, she kept lying to them, leading them to believe that her parents were funding a small outdoor wedding in a nearby garden. If her fiancé didn’t do things the way she wanted them done, she continued threatening to leave.
Even though his parents were delighted to fund a lovely Alaskan vacation for their honeymoon, she didn’t think that was enough.
After that, she told her parents a falsehood, claiming that his parents were only providing them with $250 for the honeymoon. Her parents were taken aback as they had already covered the costs of the wedding and reception and assumed that the groom’s family would cover at least a portion of the honeymoon.
They advised her to acquire a better job (she was a receptionist at a nail salon, working 20 hours a week) or to at least work full-time at her current job, but she vehemently refused, claiming she had too much work to do on the wedding, honeymoon, etc. She was a real nightmare.
We were merely friends and hadn’t spoken since high school. She had obtained my phone from a mutual friend and called to ask if I would perform at her wedding.
She told me everything that transpired during that phone chat. She went on to say that she preferred her fiancé to take two and a half weeks off rather than the nine days he had already taken.
She was being a bit irrational and very demanding with people, I informed her when she asked me what she should do regarding the honeymoon.
I spoke softly and politely. I wasn’t thinking, “Wow, you’re acting like the worst person ever right now, and your fiancé is so foolish to wed you for life.”
You appear to be placing a lot of pressure on others around you to do things your way and only your way,” I remarked. It’s also Evan’s wedding. Ask him what he wants, perhaps. Planning this jointly can be a lot more enjoyable than doing it alone. You two will be together for the rest of your lives, so giving yourself and everyone else this much stress just makes things much more difficult than they need to be.
After a brief period of silence, she remarked, “Well, I deserve this wedding, and Evan will give me what I want.” At the wedding, I don’t want you to sing. You’re so cruel to say that I don’t deserve a lovely wedding!
“You’re just like everyone else,” she replied when I tried to explain that I thought she could have a beautiful wedding with less worry and anxiety. You don’t wish for my happiness! You stating this makes me want to give up because Evan battled to acquire the loan and my dad continues encouraging me to get a better career!
Then she started crying uncontrollably and ended the call. The situation was strange. That’s how she was in high school: incredibly dramatic, cruel, and self-centered. I do not recall her being that insane and naive, though. 14 months following their wedding, they got divorced.
The Last-Minute Floral Story The Haceldama/Fiasco
u: I’m a florist, and we had a bridezilla come in once. At 9 a.m., the bride arrived with her mother.
In addition to the boutonniere for the groom, they wanted to purchase six smaller ones for the guys, a bridal bouquet, and a mother-of-the-bride Cattleya orchid corsage.
The wedding was set for noon, and we had just three hours to complete their request. When they finished applying cosmetics in the beauty salon a few doors down, they wanted everything ready.
As she flipped through the FTD sample book, the bride indicated the flowers and design she desired. She wanted to purchase variegated ivy, stephanotis, and garden roses with long, flowing trails. All three would need to be ordered at least a week in advance from our suppliers.
The bride was taken aback when we informed her that we didn’t always have pricey, perishable flowers in stock. Since they didn’t make an order in advance, my manager informed them that they would only be able to use what we had on hand and basic styles that could be put together fast.
We should have those particular flowers in store, the bride and her mother said, referring to the book. After a while, my supervisor removed the book from the desk and threw it behind the counter.
Between crying and yelling that we would spoil her special day, the bride wavered. She had spoiled her day by failing to arrange flowers prior to her wedding day, according to my supervisor, who detested weddings in general.
My boss’s poor customer service abilities were the target of the mom’s criticism. My supervisor advised her to go to another florist down the street and ask the flower department to place their order with whatever was available.
The mother promised to do just that, and she guaranteed the bride that her flowers would be finished by the end of her visit. The two women hurried away.
I assumed that was all, but my employer instructed the other girl and I to begin with six basic dendrobium orchid bouts. She created a bridal bouquet of white roses that were almost past their best at the same time, wrapped in ribbon.
After twenty minutes, the bride’s mother politely returned and inquired if we could still put together what they required. We did. Additionally, we assessed her a hefty rush cost.
u/[deleted]: Story 3:
The Bridezilla Meets Karma I was invited to be my friend’s maid of honor over the phone one day. Initially, I was ecstatic. Then, though, things took a strange turn.
Strangely, she asked me to get my hair dyed blonde before demanding $1000 for her bachelorette. I was stunned, but when she urged that I lose ten pounds, things became worse. I was surprised by her request.
I considered reprimanding her, fuming. Before I could take action, however, karma stepped in.
She called me in a panic one day before her wedding, a week after our contentious talk. “Have you done anything? “My bank just called me!” she exclaimed.
Her bank had indeed frozen her account because of suspected conduct. The bank suspected fraud since she had bought so many costly purchases in her pre-wedding craze.
After my ex-boyfriend’s account was frozen once, she asked for guidance on what I had done to support him. In those days, I was a banker. I ended the call, refusing to assist her.
Story 4: u/ajlawford: My best friend’s wedding
The bridezilla I had was silent. Since the engagement and wedding were only two months apart, she didn’t ask for much during the wedding preparation process. She had been my best friend for fifteen years.
No in-person meetings, gift-giving, dress-buying, or bachelorette parties were held. Even though we lived two hours away, she refused to listen to me.
She wanted me to get a gown, look lovely, and go to her wedding. “Okay, whatever you want,” I thought. My best buddy, you are getting married, and I’m thrilled for you.
Even on the day of the wedding, she refused to allow me do her hair or makeup. Rather, she just requested that I concentrate on my hair and cosmetics. The fact that my hair was short made her doubt my ability to do it well enough. Alright, all right. Anyway, it’s your day.
Everything was OK until the bride called me through her sister. “I should never have accepted to be a bridesmaid if I didn’t want to participate,” the bride’s sister said throughout the two-hour call, criticizing every action I took during the ceremony.
In order to find out what I had purchased with my money, she also looked through my Facebook profile (for instance, I mentioned having fun by joining a bowling league). According to her, I ought to have used that money on the wedding.
Due to the wedding, which took place two days after Christmas, her family did not even celebrate Christmas that year.
The day after Christmas, I took a three-hour train ride to spend the night before her wedding with her, but I was chastised for not spending more time with her.
Since I had to go home with my boyfriend for work, I decided to drive home instead of staying the night of the wedding to hang out with the other two bridesmaids.
Two weeks before to the event, the bride retracted her first promise to cover my cosmetics costs on the wedding day.
She wanted to buy a high-end makeup brand and make me drive for two hours. Even though I knew I was broke after Christmas shopping, I gave in to her request and bought the makeup. She still believed that I was rude about this, though.
In addition, I received criticism for not presenting a gift, even though the bride claimed that “being a bridesmaid was gift enough.”
The bride blocked me on Facebook and stopped communicating with me after these incidents. My best friend and her sister were mistreated for months before I ultimately ended their relationship.
Five years ago, on the day of their wedding, I last saw both of them. I never even saw the wedding pictures. Long-term friendships leaving for no reason is really heartbreaking.
She ought to have communicated her expectations to me rather than assuming I would figure them out and then criticizing me for not fulfilling them. Additionally, rather than involving her sister, she ought to have spoken with me directly.
