It's funny the things you remember from your wedding day. The whole day is one fantastic blur. Meeting faces you will quickly forget, panicking over the details, praying for perfect weather, trying to be your absolute prettiest (how does one actually go about doing that?) but mostly you're in a whirlwind of bliss where nothing can get you down.
Let's face it though, no matter how long we have meticulously planned for this day glitches are bound to happen. It's the most important day of your life AND you're wearing white... which basically means you're setting self up for disaster.
I thought my very first link up should be all us gal sharing our funny stories of what went wrong on our big day. For all my single ladies I bet you've got some good stories from being in/being at weddings, so share those! Link up below and share a funny Wedding Whoops that you experienced/know of! (Thanks, Sarah for your help!)
The picture above is just after Grahm did the garter toss, and his mischievous groomsmen decided to go for his face with hands full of shaving cream instead of the ring of lace flying through the air. As funny as that was (to everyone but my new husband) our Wedding Whoops happened a few minutes later, just before we made our not-so-grand exit.
Our DJ had nicely urged people to go outside to light their sparklers so we could get on the road. We could have had a fancy escort to our hotel, but
we Grahm declined so the guys could decorate the car. He knew they had some excellent Bible references up their sleeves, and wanted to see their fruit of their labors. Bad decision, but we wouldn't know that til later.
All of our guests were outside, except me. And Grahm... but he wasn't with me. I had no idea where he was or what I was supposed to do in the empty room with the DJ still blasting music for everyone waiting on the bride and groom.
So picture it. I'm standing in the our empty reception room, wondering where in the world my new husband is while I can see everyone lining up outside, sparklers aflame.
Minutes later, Grahm comes sprinting to me.
"Where have you been??" I asked.
"I had to pack!"
"You weren't packed??"
"No..." (We got married in a lodge that he had stayed the previous night.)
"How were you not packed? Where you planning on wearing that suit the whole time in Hawaii?"
"I just didn't think about it! I didn't have time."
"It was the first thing on your list I made you."
"Well I think I got everything, so now we can leave!"
We quickly hugged our parents and ran to the car, which now contained BOTH of our bags. Turns out, the groomsmen had hands full of shaving cream for a reason... they had entirely covered my car with it, leftover Oreos, and toilet paper. Even on the inside, toilet paper covered everything... Not cool.
Because someone had packed my bags in the car for me, I had no idea where my phone was. Which was bad because we needed the GPS on it to make it to the hotel.
Once on the road, we had to stop several times to wipe away the shaving cream so we could SEE. The windshield wipers smeared the cream around, making it even more impossible to see out of the windows let alone maneuver through downtown Tulsa in search of a hotel we had never been to. We also got to hear the pleasant sound of cookies falling off the roof every time we had to turn.
We were frazzled, to say the least. Trying to be happy because we just got married, but also not wanting to die (a very untimely death).
Forty-five minutes later, we somehow made it to the hotel without having a wreck. [That would have been the shortest marriage in history. Move over, Kim Kardashian.]
When we got there, Grahm realized he hadn't given any of his groomsmen their gifts... and that he had forgotten most of his clothes/toiletries in his frantic attempt to pack for the honeymoon before sparklers.
So the next morning before we took off to Hawaii, we had to meet both sets of parents at the lodge to get the rest of his clothes before (once again) leaving for our honeymoon... a bit awkward to say the least.
What were your wedding whoops?? Link up and share!