I planned a moody Halloween wedding for 11 months. Black candles, pumpkin centrepieces, a haunted mansion. One rule on the invites: NO WHITE.
At 4:40 PM, my sister walked down the guest aisle in a floor-length white bridal gown. With a VEIL. Guests thought there were two brides.
Her excuse? 'It's my GHOST BRIDE costume.' It was a real boutique gown. At the bouquet toss she SHOVED my maid of honour aside, caught my black calla lilies, then demanded the photographer redo our couple portraits 'with the real bride.'
My husband told her to sit down or leave. She left — and took my bouquet.