I know there are so many problems in the world right now and it seems like I'm just being petty but I just need to get this off my chest. I can't stop crying.
We got married in New Zealand, just outside Wellington in a beautiful nature reserve where my parents had their honeymoon. It was a small wedding, just 24 people, and we spent so much of our savings making sure everyone could get there. At first the ceremony was great. We were out in the wilderness about a half hour from civilization. Weather looked good for the day. But we were so, so wrong.
About 20 minutes into our perfect night, it starts POURING. There was nowhere to hide. We had to walk all the way back, 6 inches in mud, under the torrential downpour. This wasn't some cute "oh look how quirky" thing either. The night was literally ruined.
We finally got back to the main building near the entrance and they felt bad enough to offer us a small room to use as our wedding venue. We were all completely SOAKED and freezing and at this point I was in tears.
My dress was muddy and ruined. The bridesmaids stripped down and wore complimentary robes from a nearby hotel. All of our shoes were unsalvageable so after cleaning our feet in a bathroom sink we had to go barefoot. Worst of all for me, our professionally done makeup was so ruined that we had to make the painful decision to wipe it off. I struggle with my weight and makeup has always been a way for me to feel more confident. I literally never leave the house without makeup. I need my mascara and brow gel. I hate my reflection without those two in place. I felt so naked and humiliated.
After all that, I ended up getting married looking worse than I did when I woke up in the morning. I didn't look or feel like myself and everyone was so uncomfortable. We have only one wedding photo and I'd prefer to forget it. I'm just so disappointed.
