- 7 years ago
- Wedding: July 2011
I’m not kidding here. I wound up not fitting into my dress, and my parents refused to help me pay for a dress I actually wanted, so I wound up buying the cheapest thing that fit. I hate the way it looks on me. It’s everything I didn’t want my dress to be. In fact, I think my bridesmaids will look better than I will!
The bridesmaids dresses aren’t what I picked either. My girls took too long to get their down payments together, so I was forced to pick something else last minute for those too. They’re a completely different style than I originally wanted. I wound up having to change the colors for my wedding because of it. And the store wouldn’t even give me a swatch of the fabric!
My father picked the caterer, and the entire menu, without consulting me. We’re doing a dessert reception (to save on money), and he ordered appetizers, and doubled the cost of the catering! (And then told me he was spending too much on the wedding to be able to afford to help me buy I dress I didn’t hate.)
Over half of the groomsmen, including the best man, backed out with less than 2 months to go. We wound up throwing in anyone who was willing to pay for a tux rental. We still don’t have a best man, and we have uneven numbers (6 girls, 5 guys, one of which is my 13 year old brother).
We’re having an intimate family reception later. We we’re consulted about where that is going to be either. And it’s a really cheesy diner-type place, with really crappy food. Neither me or my FI enjoy eating there at all. My father didn’t seem to care. He liked the manager, and that was enough for him.
It took me 3 months to pin down the florist. As in meet her at all. My father gave her the $100 deposit before she even wrote down a formal quote! Since she got our deposit, I haven’t been able to get in touch with her once. It’s now less than a month before the wedding, and I don’t know that I’ll be able to get the flowers I want!
So, I don’t have the dress I want, or the dresses on other people I wanted, my FI doesn’t have the groomsmen/ushers/best man he wanted, we don’t have the food we wanted – literally nothing about this wedding is going the way we want! I’ve cried myself to sleep every night for over a month about this, and I have no idea how to change it. Any time I tried to bring this up to my parents, I was told I was being ungrateful. My FI and I considered eloping, but we won’t have his birth certificate until his parents fly in for the wedding next month. We are at our wits end here, and I really don’t know what (if anything) I can do to make this better. I’ve dreamt about my wedding since I was a little girl, and now it just feels like my parents’ wedding that I have to deal with to be with my wonderful guy.