My DH and I were married June 15th 2005. My DH and I met while in the Army and dated for 2 years before becoming engaged. I chose my BF Jennifer to be my Matron of Honor since we had been friends since Junior High School, as well as 3 of my other close friends to be bridesmaids.
My first warning about Jessica should have been when she had NO time for anything from helping me find a wedding gown to attending my wedding shower (thrown by my Grandma.) Ok, not a problem. I understand that people have busy schedules.
DH and I were married in Reno, NV and asked everyone (if at all possible) to stay at the same hotel that the wedding and reception were being held. If this would be an issue, to please let us know. As a wedding gift, DH paid for a suite room in which myself and all of my bridesmaids could stay in together.
Rehearsal was supposed to start at 1 PM. Come time for the rehearsal, no sign of Jessica. My mom gets a phone call at 1:20 from Jessica telling her that they were on their way, and when Mom tells her that we need to begin the rehearsal she demands that we wait. Jessica, her husband and her 4 year old son (who we weren’t aware they were bringing) finally arrive. The reason for their lateness? They had to stop by the Motel 6 they were staying at, order a pizza due to her husband being hungry, wait for it to be delivered, THEN come to the rehearsal. OK. Rehearsal dinner was held directly after the rehearsal at a wonderful Italian restaurant, which Jessica and her family wouldn’t be able to attend due to the son being tired.
My bridesmaids then informed Jessica to please be at our hotel room at 8 PM to meet up for the bachelorette party. 8:10 no Jessica, 8:20 no Jessica. We finally leave for the arcade at 8:35 (still no Jessica). At 9:15 Jessica, her husband, their son AND my parents come storming into the arcade to demand to know “why we ditched Jessica and didn’t let her know where we would be!!” I was in tears as my bridesmaids and I tried to explain that we had done nothing wrong. Mom has me apologize to Jessica to just smooth things over and let it all be OK again. Jessica and her husband demand that we go up to the room and play cards since they have no money to play at the arcade. I can’t stand to play cards, but go along with it to achieve peace.
Noticing that there is a habit of Jessica being late, we inform her to arrive at the hotel at 8 AM (2 hours before the scheduled time) for hair and makeup the next morning. Jessica arrives the next day at 9:50. She has my mom pay for hair and makeup as she and her husband don’t have any money to pay for anything. My mom pays for her, my sister, Jessica and my hair and makeup.
As we all begin getting ready I realize that Jessica didn’t bring the bridesmaid dress that we had ordered but had instead “found a dress at Goodwill that matched well enough for $2!!” My colors were Royal Blue and Cream and she bought a navy blue dress.
The wedding goes off without a problem. DH and I take pictures while everyone heads to the reception area for cocktail hour. As I arrive at the reception to have Jessica bustle my gown, I find that instead of waiting with the rest of the wedding party to be announced she has gone into the reception and started in on the cocktails. My mom had to drag her out of the ballroom to get her to bustle my gown and to be announced.
As everyone was eating her child was running around the reception dragging silverware off the table, jumping all over the place, and running all over the train of my gown, snapping off all the beads in the process with his sneakers (keep in mind her husband is at the reception. When I ask her to please get her husband to grab her son, she calls over my sister to watch him. They stay long enough to eat and then leave quickly without saying goodbye. My ring-bearer comes up to tell me that, “The little boy in the red shirt ate your cake.” When we walked over to the cake to find out what he was talking about, we found a small child fist sized chunk missing from our cake, and upon looking around to find the little boy in the “red shirt”, discover it was Jessica’s son that had decided to eat the cake that we hadn’t cut yet. To add insult to injury, she refused to speak to me for 11 months after the wedding due to my rude treatment of her!! 0311-10
At least the first part of the story has the appearance that Jessica agreed to be MOH and then discovered she could not afford this honor. She’s making somewhat of an effort to accommodate the bride’s wishes without breaking her bank account. For future reference story writer, if the bride wants her bridesmaids to have a certain hairstyle or professional make-up, the bride/parents of the bride are obligated to pay for this. You want it, you pay for it. If the bride doesn’t care what hairstyle her maids wear, then the financial responsibility falls to the bridesmaid if she so chooses to use professional hairdressing the day of the wedding.