I occasionally felt that way during planning, but it was always over the stupidest things.
Usually, my jealousy would stem from hearing about someone else’s plans, and wondering if my own wedding was going to be nice enough or live up to the other weddings we had to go to this year.
I was jealous of one friend’s photographer and photo guest book (although, after seeing the proofs, it was clear that they were heavily photoshopped, which made me feel a little better)
I was jealous/worried because all the other weddings had hired DJs and we didn’t.
I was jealous of how much skinnier some of the other brides were than me.
I was jealous because some of the weddings we went to were had venues that were more money than I could have afforded, or whatever.
THAT BEING SAID:
After our wedding was all over, said, and done with, I couldn’t be happier about it.
That wedding whose reception venue I was jealous of? I hated their flowers.
The weddings with DJs? BORING! Our friends had a BLAST to our music (It was full of indie music, classic rock, power ballads, and danceable oldies 😀 Kind of hard not get pumped when all your friends are belting out “Living on a Prayer” and “Don’t Stop Believing”)
That bride who was super skinny on her wedding day and I kind of hated her for it? Well, I still hate her for it, but she’s one of my best friends and a bridesmaid, so it’s really a “Ugh, I hate you” kind of thing.
So in the end, all that jealousy was more a product of nerves. Now that all those weddings are over, I just get to be happy with my day, oggle my gorgeous wedding photos, and be happy 🙂