What is the craziest/worst thing that happened at your wedding?

My parent's wedding (1951), my dad and his best man were in their air force dress blues. I guess those things have pockets upon pockets upon pockets. Apparently the best man couldn't remember which pocket he put my mom's ring in and it took like 5 minutes to dig it out.

I lost my husband's wedding band while getting ready. Had to borrow best man's. It only slid to my husbands second knuckle and when it wouldnt' fit.... he looks at me, right in front of the minister and says "what the hell?" so then we got the giggles and giggled through the rest of the ceremony. 10 minutes into the reception, my MOH comes bouncing in all excited and announces......."I FOUND IT!! It was in the trash" So then I had to explain to everyone that it was wrapped in tissue on the dresser, MIL had asked to see the rings so MOH had shown his to her and set it on the dresser intending to put it in her purse and before we left the inlaws house for the ceremony we just swept all the wrappers from new make-up and tags from accessories etc off the dresser into the trash can. The minister came to the reception so he did a little blessing of hubby's ring before I put it on his finger.

My younger son's wedding, the bride had turned into a MAJOR bridezilla, so bad the whole bridal party left town at 1 AM, drove to the MOH's family lake house 2 hours away, the day before the wedding and none of the girls would come and get their nails or hair done with her. It wasn't until the last minute before we knew if any of the maids or groomsmen were going to show up for the rehearsal or RD. It got even worse after the ceremony, when she was screaming about their pictures and finally told them to just leave and go to the reception..........they did, they took the limo and drove around for 2 hours. The rest of us had already left for the reception and didn't have any idea what was going on. The bride and groom ended up getting locked out of the church with no way to get to the reception and ended up hanging out in a bar across the street until the WP sent the limo back. Their photographer kept things light by having them do pictures with their thumbs out on the street corner and in the bar.

So in our family it's kind of a thing to have at least one crisis... Hopefully this wedding if there has to be an uh-oh, it will be another ring thing, .........my parents marriage lasted 45 years until my mom's death and my husband and I will be celebrating 44 in June. So ring issues are seen as a good omen. No, other son's marriage did not survive but have the most fabulous 3 grandkids.

@Melissa - ugh! That is awful! People who are like that just take so much energy! I know someone like that, luckily, they always bluff, so when I call them on it they don't start arguments. I'm sorry that happened!! The worst

Also -- my mom just told me that apparently at their wedding in 1981, after the reception, everyone went to a bar to celebrate, and the truck that my parents were in (that held the marriage certificate) was stolen from the parking lot! It was a small town in the middle of the desert, so the cops managed to get it back, but they spent most of the rest of the night filing police reports

So glad the worst thing that happened to me was the shirt thing!

Our ceremony location had to be relocated because of flooding from the rain the night before but I think I liked where it was even better than the original, just 20 ft away under a beautiful tree still with the water in the background. And at least there wasn't any actual rain on my wedding day!

What could have been much worse... my hair caught on fire for JUST a moment during the sparkler exit! Luckily I happened to be next to one of my BMs who immediately started hitting my head and put it out. My husband realized something was wrong and turned to me to ask but it was already out so said to just keep smiling! No one besides the few people I happened to be next to even knew it happened. PSA to everyone doing an exit to make sure your tunnel is wide enough!

DH and I were both sick but managed to get through the ceremony with smiles on our faces. At the reception, I ended up sick in the bathroom. There was another event going on at our venue and some of the ladies from that event heard me in throwing up and made a comment to my MOH that I was already hungover. My MOH quickly told them that I wasn't hungover and that I was really sick. When I came out of the stall, they were all wiping my face down and trying to cool me off.

When I was feeling better and started dancing, some of the people from the other event were dancing in the hallway so we invited them in to dance with us. I ran into one of the ladies from that event a few weeks ago. She remembered who I was and told me our DJ was the best she's ever seen at a wedding.

My "step daughter" ripped the zipper off on to my wedding gown; I had to be sewn into my gown.

She was a BM, and walked down the aisle crying like she crazy. I guess she didn't want me to marry her dad.

I had an "unplugged" wedding, apparently; no one understood unplugged. As I walked down the aisle, everyone was clicking away. Of course one of their photos was a picture of my step daughter crying, smh

My train was extremely long. It got snagged underneath during formal photos, and then was impossible to bustle correctly. I was about 45 minutes late to be announced, missed almost all of dinner, and still couldn't really dance well. We had a gorgeous choreographed first dance we couldn't do, and I'm still sad about it, but aeh... We move on....

Well, this was my brother's second wedding (to the bitch that we will not mention). 1. Bitch had a demon spawned child. He couldn't handle that he was not the center of attention (he was 3) and rushed up to the altar and stood between them while they said their vows. 2. He screamed and fussed until his mother broke down and let him ride with her and my brother to the reception. After it was established that my brother's children would not be allowed to ride with them so they could have a few moments alone on the drive to the reception. Cue the two screaming children of my brother because that wasn't fair and they wanted to ride with daddy and why did he get to? 3. Demon spawn spilled something on his shirt because he was dipping his hands into dishes served family style and licking food off of them like. An. Animal. He flips out and removes all of his clothing. My new (and now old) sister in law sent my brother to buy him a new outfit in the middle of the wedding reception. I was so disgusted. I think I told her the day of that she was white trash and that her child was ruining everyone's lives. It was so bad. I don't think my mother or I ever forgave her for that. It was while before we let my brother forget that he married an insane person. They divorced less than 10 months later when he came home to find another truck in the driveway. After she maxed out all of his credit cards. It was bad. Their wedding was an omen.

ETA: I love my current SIL. She is wonderful and made my wedding happen! She knows ex-SIL and agreed that she is horrible.

Just got back from my friends wedding! She came and told me she was ready for it to be done because she's put holes through the inside of her dress because the pavers outside the venue had sharpened her heels, then no one could understand the DJ and the photographers were up in her face every second. She said she had fun but was pretty stressed out.