A woman’s wedding day is supposed to be one of the happiest days of her life. The morning of the wedding should run perfectly, seamlessly; a time to reflect, relax and share her last moments as a single gal with her bridesmaids. The morning of my wedding day… all I can say is that there were some moments!
All seasons visited on my wedding day. It was sunny, it rained and it snowed. I’m not sure if I would call that bad luck, or the biggest blessing of good luck, (because I am still married). Now, time to walk down the rocky, yet unforgettable memory lane…
Marcus and I spent almost one year planning our dream wedding. With the help of Merry Beth from Aisle of View, there was no stone unturned when it came to the details of the most important day of our lives. Everything down to the script of ice sculpture lettering had to be perfect! We spent countless hours making guest lists, seating arrangements, going to food tastings, visiting vendors, you name it, we did it! Merry Beth was the most amazing wedding planner. She was on her A-game at all times and made the humongous undertaking of planning a wedding with over 350 guests, easy. She had control over every aspect, doing a more-than-thorough job ensuring our special day went off without a hitch. But there are always some forces, no matter how thorough we are, that are just out of our control.
Hence, my crazy wedding day!
The day of my wedding was crazy, to say the least! That is the only way I can explain it. It was literally something out of a movie! If social media would have been as prevalent as it is today, my wedding day would have gone viral.
I’m going to take you on my wedding day journey! Let’s start with the night before:
I spent the night in a hotel with all my bridesmaids. One of my bridesmaids was nine months pregnant and another was almost five months pregnant. That night, I revealed to my bridesmaids that I had a secret. I was five weeks pregnant with my second child!
Tip #1: NEVER GET PREGNANT ONE MONTH BEFORE YOU GET MARRIED.
Everyone was screaming and so excited for me! Little did they know, the next day I was going to SNAP on them all, (thanks to the pregnancy hormones).
The morning of the wedding came, and all of my bridesmaids and I took a limo to the Fairmont Olympic Hotel, where the reception was being held, (this is where we’d get ready). I was on TOP OF THE WORLD! I was going to be a “Mrs.” in a few short hours. I couldn’t believe the day had finally arrived! When we stepped into the hotel room, the train wreck began.
During the previous day, my hairdresser did all of my bridesmaids’ hair; I insisted that they all wear their hair the exact same way and I was not budging.
Tip #2: ALLOW SLIGHT VARIATIONS IN HAIRSTYLES.
Later that evening, one of my bridesmaids decided to take part of her hair down because the bobby pins were bothering her. She ended up pinning it the way she wanted it to be pinned.
Tip #3: AS A BRIDESMAID, IF YOU DO DECIDE TO REVAMP YOUR HAIRSTYLE, YOU MIGHT NOT WANT TO DO IT IN FRONT OF ALL OF THE OTHER BRIDESMAIDS.
The next day, when my hairdresser came to do my hair and all of their touch-ups, one of the bridesmaids was furious that the other messed with her hairstyle and snitched on her to the hairdresser.
All hell broke loose. Everyone started yelling and fighting. “How dare she take down the hard work the hairdresser had done?” “Who did she think she was?” I don’t remember what I said to stop the bickering, but I think it was along the lines of, “This is my damn day, so you better get your sh*t in check.”
Shortly after the hair debacle, two makeup artists hand-picked by me came to do everyone’s makeup… let the tears begin.
My nine-month-pregnant bridesmaid, (that had just been reprimanded for changing her hair) didn’t like her makeup. She went into the bathroom and started crying uncontrollably on the bathroom floor. She was overwhelmed and clearly over getting ready.
Was this really happening?
Another bridesmaid didn’t like her makeup and what did she do? She started crying her eyes out in front of the artist that had just finished her makeup. She said she wanted it fixed and wanted the other artist to do it.
Are you kidding me?
Another bridesmaid got glitter in her eye and almost lost it. Makeup was running, eyelashes were falling off and glitter was taking my bridesmaids down one-by-one. I had two bridesmaids bawling and one unable to see.
At this point, I don’t remember feeling all the happy wedding day vibes anymore. I was stressed and worried about my bridesmaids’ mental and physical health.
On to a brighter note, it was time to get dressed! My bridesmaid dresses were completely custom! It was only the best for my girls! I wanted the dresses to be the EXACT material and EXACT color to match my wedding decor which was pink, metallic silver and black.
Guess what color I chose for the bridesmaid dresses? METALLIC SILVER. That’s right, I had all my bridesmaids looking like tin cans. At the time, I thought I was a genius! My nine-month-pregnant bridesmaid looked like a female version of the Michelin Man. I’m not joking, if I regret one thing about the wedding, it’s their dresses. They tried to talk me out of metallics and even found alternate grey colors, but I pretty much went psycho-smooth, bridezilla style and said, “it’s my way or the highway.”
Tip #4: PLEASE DON’T DO METALLIC DRESSES.
Tip #5: SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO HEAR YOUR BRIDESMAIDS OUT.
They are clearly thinking without the bridezilla mentality. They aren’t against you, they’re for you.
With that being in the midst of the already chaotic morning, after my bridesmaids were all dressed, one of them busted straight out of the back of her dress! Zipper and all, straight busted!
I thought I was going to DIE! Wedding Gods, why have you forsaken me?!
Everyone started freaking out and running around frantic, trying to figure out what to do!
Have no fear! Merry Beth, the super wedding planner is here! She quickly took control of the disaster and called the hotel seamstress, (who knew hotels had seamstresses). The seamstress rushed upstairs and literally sewed my bridesmaid into her dress! The only way out of out of that dress was going to be with scissors! She would have to ruin her beautiful dress at the end of the night by cutting herself out of it, (I’m pretty sure she was pumped her dress ripped at this point because she didn’t have to keep her metallic dress for life). Ha!
The show must go on. I needed to finish my hair, so I could put my veil on. I called for my mom to bring me my veil… but she had forgotten it at her house.
I think I had an out-of-body experience. I started SCREAMING! Everything that had happened thus far came to a head. I lashed out at my mom for being so forgetful on my wedding day and we had a huge blowout.
Tip #6: IF SOMETHING IS LEFT BEHIND, IT CAN BE RETRIEVED. IT IS YOUR DAY, IT IS ALL IN YOUR CONTROL. DON’T LOSE YOUR COOKIES.
My bridesmaids immediately became mediators. They calmed down my mother and I and she went back to the house to get my veil. Everything was going to be alright!
As the finishing touches were being applied to my makeup, I asked Merry Beth to call and make sure Marcus, (my husband-to-be) had arrived at the church. The men were scheduled to arrive before we did.
Merry Beth was on the phone and I overheard her say, “He’s not at the church? Where is he?”
Oh my gosh. This was it, the runaway groom. The gig is up and my life is over. At this point, I was shaking and in tears.
Where is he?! What’s happened?! Why does he not love me?! Why isn’t he at the church?!
Oh. Because his brother’s car broke down and he was currently on the side of the road!
Please, someone, roll the movie credits because this had to be someone’s nightmare of a wedding day movie.
Once again, I jumped completely outside of my body. Merry Beth did everything in her power to reassure me that Marcus would be at the church and he was just going to be a little late. His dad was already on the way to pick him up. I needed to not stress myself out because everything was going to be okay.
I pulled it together, gathered my squad and I headed to the church to get married!
The ceremony, itself, was nothing short of a dream. Aside from my two-year-old daughter walking down the aisle blowing out every candle, the exchange where my father gave me to Marcus was done wrong, Marcus put my ring on the wrong hand and I almost peed on myself, because I had been holding my potty all day… I married my best friend in front of God and almost 400 people. When the wedding officiant, (also my Godfather) said those magic words, “You may kiss the bride,” everything that had happened up to that point, didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was that moment, with my husband. It was like time stood still.
I was Mrs. Jessica Trufant!
Nine years later and looking back at it all, all I can do is laugh. I cannot BELIEVE all of what went down on my wedding day. Getting married was for sure a learning experience. I learned so many valuable things that I am now able to pass down to people getting ready for their big day. If I had any advice for those getting ready for their wedding, I would tell them:
It is all about how you react that will make or break your day. It is your day and no matter what happens, it won’t stop what is meant to be; you marrying the love of your life. Live and bask in the moment. Your wedding day goes by SO FAST. Take time to pause throughout the day and really let the magnitude of what is happening soak in. I wish I would have done that more. You only get married once, (at least I hope so) try not to sweat the small stuff.
If something crazy does happen on your wedding day, I can tell you first hand,
IT MAKES FOR ONE HELL OF A STORY!