I Do...Barely
“I was so nervous on my wedding day that I almost didn’t leave the hotel room. If my best friend hadn’t physically dragged me out, I probably wouldn’t have gone through with it. But I’m glad I did, because it is the best decision of my life!” —Roxanne, 20*
“I was so nervous on my wedding day that I almost didn’t leave the hotel room. If my best friend hadn’t physically dragged me out, I probably wouldn’t have gone through with it. But I’m glad I did, because it is the best decision of my life!” —Roxanne, 20*
Holy Crap
“Before I say all this, let me assure you that I love my husband and we’re happily married. However, there’s one secret that I will never tell him. The night of my bachelorette party, I got pretty drunk, and things got out of control. I don’t remember all the details of that night, but when I woke up the next morning, I was lying naked with one of the men in the wedding party. It was the priest.” —Sam, 28
“Before I say all this, let me assure you that I love my husband and we’re happily married. However, there’s one secret that I will never tell him. The night of my bachelorette party, I got pretty drunk, and things got out of control. I don’t remember all the details of that night, but when I woke up the next morning, I was lying naked with one of the men in the wedding party. It was the priest.” —Sam, 28
Break a Leg
“I had a Bridezilla-style meltdown in the parking lot of the church right before the wedding rehearsal. Usually, I’m laid-back, but I was exhausted from doing all the planning, I hadn’t slept, I was sick of family members asking me dumb questions, and my husband-to-be seemed completely clueless that I was overwhelmed. So I started crying by myself in the car. “He walked over, knocked on the window, and asked me what was wrong. I didn’t want to seem like a whiner, so I lied and told him, ‘I think I sprained my ankle.’ I got out of the car and limped toward the church. Of course, the limp magically disappeared as soon as I walked inside, and he got so swept up in the events that he forgot all about it.” —Tori, 35
“I had a Bridezilla-style meltdown in the parking lot of the church right before the wedding rehearsal. Usually, I’m laid-back, but I was exhausted from doing all the planning, I hadn’t slept, I was sick of family members asking me dumb questions, and my husband-to-be seemed completely clueless that I was overwhelmed. So I started crying by myself in the car. “He walked over, knocked on the window, and asked me what was wrong. I didn’t want to seem like a whiner, so I lied and told him, ‘I think I sprained my ankle.’ I got out of the car and limped toward the church. Of course, the limp magically disappeared as soon as I walked inside, and he got so swept up in the events that he forgot all about it.” —Tori, 35
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