I loathed the feeling of regret on my wedding day. Sad to say, but I was still in love with a guy from my past. I didn't want to face those feelings, but if I had, I would have prevented a ton of hurt and deceit.
My dad didn't show up, even though he was invited. Maybe that was for the best, though. Additionally, I was pregnant and barfed a lot, and couldn't eat any of the food.
I wanted to get married in my home town because my father was ill and could not travel to California. So my fiancé and I decided to have a small wedding in their town in Washington so they could be present.
I just got married last month, so the memories of what I absolutely hated about my wedding day are still fresh in my mind
My husband and I ended up eloping last month after 6 years together to avoid all of the attention and awkwardness that we both felt comes with it so that we wouldn't hate our wedding day!
There were a few things that stuck out to me: Everyone was late and missed the ceremony, the flowers came in wrong and didn't look like anything I had told the florist to do,
My wedding was planned in 5 days. To me, I think weddings are like senior prom: Something you fantasize about your whole life... until it happens and then you forget about it shortly after it ends.
Interestingly, I am Greek Orthodox so you don’t say anything during the wedding. There are no 'I do's or vows or anything. You just listen to the priest and you do everything he says three times.
For my wedding day, I loathed seeing and dealing with my husband's mother. It got so bad I tried to convince my hubby to head to Mexico early and just get married on the beach alone.