Bloopers From Bridesmaids Novels & Stories

Scarlett LEANED AGAINST the back wall of the barn and watched the bride spin around the dance floor. Benji's parody song of the B52's Love Shack played through the speakers. The day was almost over. She couldn't believe how many times they'd had a near disaster, starting with the surprise flower arch the bride had thrown at her first thing in the morning. Scarlett had realized too late this bride's methods, how she'd manipulated Scarlett into going above, beyond and farther than was reasonable.

The corridor went dead silent for a beat before exploding into Vance’s coughing fits and Luke’s dry laughter. Inside, my face was burning. I snatched up the silk fan, shielding my face from the girls’teasing glares. That man! How could he say things like that in front of everyone? --- The bridesmaids held out for a few more rounds, throwing every trick in the book at them. But between the groomsmen’s combined IQ and the relentless bombardment of cash-filled red packets, the defense finally crumbled. Clara stood there with her arms full of money-stuffed envelopes, grinning like she’d won the lottery.

Stella said. I could tell the shop assistant was also losing her patience. Her face had a rigid smile. “Of course,” she said, her voice high. “Let’s go get the other back on you. Again.” Once they were gone, Laura turned to me. “This bridesmaid thing is a real bitch, huh. I mean, I’m happy to be there for Stella, but I’m bored as hell.”

It was a love that had conquered all obstacles, and today, they would seal it with vows. The palace was a whirlwind of activity. The garden, now transformed into a fairytale setting, was adorned with fragrant blossoms and lush greenery. Guests from near and far had gathered, their faces lit up with anticipation. The atmosphere was electric, and a palpable sense of love and unity filled the air. Bloom's bridesmaids, Ana and a few close friends she had made along her journey, bustled around her, adding the final touches. Ana, who had been a steadfast friend through thick and thin, held back her tears as she adjusted Bloom's veil.

The groomsmen were stunned. They were here to play pranks on the engaged couple as was custom, but the scene they witnessed made them pause. "You really have some nerve, Carol, making Justin Leeds spend his wedding night with some halfwit!" said one. "Today's your big day! Even jokes have their limits, surely?" Carol Barnes arched a brow impassively. "What's it to you? As his fiancée, I don't mind. What's he got to feel bad for?"

The host enthusiastically delivered the opening speech on stage, and the guests all took their seats to wait for the wedding to begin. Everything went smoothly until it was time for us to make our vows. I was about to say "I do" when suddenly a sharp shout came from outside the door. "No, I object!" For a moment, everyone was stunned as they turned their heads to look at the door. I looked over and saw Lana standing there with red and swollen eyes and disheveled hair, looking completely distraught.

I took a deep breath and knocked softly before pushing the door open. The room was chaos. Bridesmaids in pastel lavender dresses were fixing their makeup, adjusting straps, and sipping mimosas. "Excuse me," I said, my voice trembling slightly. "Can I speak to Chloe?" The room went quiet. A bridesmaid near the door—a girl I recognized from our university days—looked at me. She tilted her head, acting as if she was trying to place my face, before settling back with a nasty smirk. "Well, if it isn't the gold digger," she said, folding her arms over her chest. "What do you want?"

Xavier handed the microphone to a now blushing Claire, who comically downed the entire contents of her glass. “Sorry y’all. Needed the liquid courage.” The crowd chuckled. “Pops, Marian-Heels, dresses, and public speaking. These are things I hate. So thank you for making me your maid of honor, which requires all three.” The entire bridal party laughed at her little joke.

The absurdity of the moment overwhelmed me, shattering my composure into laughter that erupted from the depths of my being. I couldn't contain it, and I collapsed onto the soft lawn, clutching my stomach, tears streaming down my face. Kenny and Jasper, my partners in crime, were quick to catch on, and soon they too were convulsing with laughter. Our family members, bemused and entertained, watched the scene unfold with quizzical smiles. It was a much-needed moment of levity, a respite from the stress of wedding planning.

Jeffrey now laughed about his past fears. " oh Ericae did my make up, she was the cause for my lateness,. I'm so sorry, I couldn't change my mind." Ellen said given her husband a peck. Her mother , together with Jeffrey's mom were super happy, finally their children get to marry. Amanda was Ellen's chief brides maid, with Wendy being part of the bridal train. " oh thank God, I woke up with a little pimple on my lower lips, good it gone" Ellen said while she looked inside the driving mirror.