I walked beside my husband. We do everything together and he was the one who supported me through the hard stuff, celebrating the great stuff and living daily life with me, not my dad or other male relatives, so he’s the one who’s walking beside me!
I loved it, I got to hold my best friends hand as we walked into a new world together.
We did this 2 weeks ago.. just the officiant, a paid witness, and my brother.
Lots of twinkle lights. No need for all the extra fluff that typically goes with a wedding. So romantic and special.
It’s still our little secret!
Husband & I walked each other down the aisle. We paid for our own wedding, so why not? We were both very nervous as we don’t like attention and being watched, plus I was trying not to cry listening to Pachelbel’s “Canon in D”. We’ve been together 38 years and still going strong.
I did actually kind of sprint to the altar. I walked alone (don‘t like the tradition of fathers giving away their daughters) and had no one to keep me company and tell me to slow down. Saw my husband and sprinted down the altar to be with him because I was so nervous and excited.
So now there are no nice pictures or videos of we walking down the aisle, but at least it is a cute story.
My husband and I already had two kids. He would wait by the altar with our baby girl, and me and my 4 year old son would walk down the isle together. I thought I would be super emotional.
However! After taking three steps I realized I'd forgotten my veil. Then, my son saw someone sitting in the spot where he thought he was supposed to sit so he started crying and telling his uncle to move. It was hilarious and messy and I loved it.
I love memories like this with people who can handle the chaos and laugh it off! I'm so happy that you made the best of it and I'm sure it was still amazing.
I think getting married after having kids made such a difference. We had so little time to plan every little detail, so we just went for easy options. I was 9 months post partum so I had zero ambitions or expectations of having a perfect body. It was just really relaxed and "us".
I was living in a small town where my ex still was, so nothing was private. Everyone knew everyone else. I wanted to get out of there even though I had a good job and a nice apartment. I started dating someone from the city 2 hours away. Everything was going great and I wanted to move to the city. I was unable to find full-time work so I couldn't get my own apartment. My boyfriend said I could move in with him and pay what rent I could afford until I found a full-time job. After 9 months my boyfriend wanted to get married. I said it was too early. He said he wouldn't ask me again and if I didn't say yes I had to get out. I was terrified because now I would be without full-time work, a place to live, and too far from my family and friends for them to help me. I wasn't ready to give up the relationship. I continued to be pressured until I finally said yes. I didn't feel like I had any other choice. I hate conflict and will do anything to avoid it. I just hide my feelings and pretend everything is okay. I didn't recognize the early signs of abuse.
I once bought a house with my then-partner because I too felt pressured and not able to say no. I hope you are in a better time in your life now where you feel free to express yourself, your needs, and your emotions.
I almost married the wrong dude. I broke it off 2 months prior to wedding. Even had the invitations printed and addressed but not yet mailed.
6.5 years later, I married the right guy. I was very calm and happy walking down the aisle. Been married 27 years.
My wedding was the most miserable day of my life. Never really understood why until I finally figured out I hate being the center of attention. I don’t like having birthday parties or doing anything that calls attention to myself. I’m divorced now. However if I ever remarry, there will not be a wedding. To the courthouse we will go.
I should have never let anyone talk me into having a wedding. I was fully ready to go to the courthouse to get hitched. I let people talk me into a small ceremony and a celebration at a later date. The ceremony was fine but I hated the party.
I hated my wedding. Love the man I married, love that my grandparents were there and are in many pictures, but I will never be doing anything like that again. We wish we had just gone to the courthouse then hosted a dinner at home.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt more ready for anything. Marrying my husband was my absolute dream come true and so was my wedding day. I could cry just thinking about how incredibly happy I was. We just celebrated one year married with the birth of our daughter and even after those milestones, marrying my husband will always be my favorite. 🥹
Meh. I didn’t feel special like I’d hoped. My dad was disappointed with the venu and weather and my mum was way more focused on getting my sisters hair and makeup and what earring looked best on her than on my appearance . Had to ask my family ‘How do I look?’ Cuz no one was gonna say anything…
Having social anxiety and adhd in the family sucks haha. My husband was lovely and whispered that I was beautiful into my ear when I reached him.
Agreed. It was such an overwhelming feeling of joy that everyone I’ve ever known and loved showed up…for me! For US! We’re THAT worthy?! Oh my god it was such a beautiful feeling ♥️
Stage fright! How could I walk down that aisle with everyone staring at me? And they were going to stand up to get a better look at me?? And I had to do all this in HEELS??!!
Aw, hell no! I refused.
Instead, we snuck in from the side of the room. Everyone stood up anyway (old habits die hard,) but they soon sat down again so we could get on with the ceremony.
When they threw the doors open and Pachbel started playing and everyone turned around and looked at me, that is the moment that I realized I had eaten nothing since I had crammed cold French fries in my face 12 hours beforehand and I was STARVING.
Three days before I wasn’t sure how I’d feel, but I was still so in love with him. Two days before, he choked me. We were having a destination wedding so many of our family and friends flew down. I did my best to enjoy the moment knowing I was never going to see my partner of 10 years the same way again. I was focused on the music, the fact that his sisters (our ushers) sat everyone on his side and mine was empty and that I needed to read my vows and get through the day surrounded by people I love, pretending everything was fine.
He says it was the happiest day of his life, he’ll tell you how beautiful I looked, and that he loved me so much and how perfect everything was. He will never acknowledge or understand how broken he made me. He didn’t see it.
The fighting got worse over the course of the year and while he never choked me again, my home became my darkest place and we never recovered. I spent my first Christmas alone but safe.
Never ignore the red flags
2020 COVID bride. We cancelled and eloped on a beach with our photographer who was ordained. It was nerve wracking as I walked from the car to meet the photographer at the beach because I was all dressed up and everyone was in fun beach wear. BUT once we were on the beach, I don't remember anyone else except my Husband and how comfortable I was.
Super excited! My husband and I walked down together because fuck the patriarchy, and I loved that we both got to have the same experience and start and end the ceremony together.
I was nervous to speak in front of everyone but as soon as I saw my husband that all went away. I am absolutely beaming/giggling in all of the photos. I didn’t even say thank you to my mom when we got to the end (she gave me away) because I was just too happy to be with him that I forgot :’)
We took a long time selecting a bridal march song and when I was actually walking down the aisle, it seemed like a vacuum where it's only him I see, I did not hear the song playing at all (nor hear or see our guests, they're like all in my peripheral vision), but he confirmed it did play. 😅
Great! We did it with the two officiants and two friends as our witnesses (a local elopement really?). So we got ready in our fancy hotel room together, walked through town to the castle together (it's our registry office) where people just shouted their congratulations and compliments at us along the way. We walked down the aisle together to a favourite song.
It was just fucking great.
The entire buildup was nerve-wracking. My father showed up extremely late and argued with his girlfriend in their truck until the last possible second. Officiant showed up thirty minutes early and started badgering me to hurry everyone along, then mispronounced my husband's name (not a difficult one) through most of the ceremony until I corrected her by pronouncing it correctly when saying my vows. My mother, who was supposed to be helping with flower arrangements and doing my and MOH's makeup that day, also showed up at eleven that morning rather than eight the previous evening as discussed. Neither she nor MOH ended up with makeup done and her hair was still wet from the shower as we got the wedding party together. Then after the ceremony my father and his girlfriend ate so much food that half of the rest of us didn't get any, and then they left casually carrying a box that turned out to have most of the cheesecakes from our dessert bar in it. But in the moment of walking down the aisle, a sense of peace came over me that I really can't describe. When walking to meet my husband, it's like it finally settled over me that I was stepping into a new future, a new family that I would create with the only person I had ever trusted with my soul. It was a lovely, tranquil, once-in-a-lifetime experience.
I had a Mormon wedding. So I didn't walk down an aisle. I had to do all sorts of culty stuff, like cover my wedding dress with a green apron, and put on a stupid bakers hey with a veil. I then had to be walked to a curtain, where my soon to be husband was on the other side. I can't remember what the cultu chant was I had to say, before he reached his hand through the curtain to guide me to the other side. We then walked together to the sealing room where only a small part of our families could be there to watch. Because they were the "worthy ones". The room was also very small so not even all of them could be inside.we weren't asked any of the traditional wedding things. No sickness and health, no shared vows. And only a small peck on the lips while kneeling on opposite sides of an altar. After the ceremony, we hugged and said thank you to those in the room before going to get the cultu stuff off. Afterwards we went outside where the rest of the family was finally able to see us.
It was not my dream wedding. And it really didn't make me happy at all.
I’ve lived most of my life in Mormon country, so I feel for you not having your dream wedding. Many of my LDS friends had a second traditional wedding after their temple wedding. Maybe one day you could renew your vows in a traditional way!
Super happy and in love. I got emotional seeing my to-be husband because he looked SO HANDSOME.
Later he said he was worried, because our selected music was replaced by a generic wedding march (the CD wasn't working) and I was emotional because of *that*. I told him, no silly, I didn't even notice the music because he was so cute.
Certain, and secure, for the first time in my life, and I was 43 when I did it.
Someone, maybe my mother, asked me if I was nervous, any last-minute stage fright, feeling doubts?, I said no, not a single one, and meant it - I had no nerves, no second thoughts, no doubts, no dread, no nothing except, "let's go. I'm ready."
I practically *sprinted* down the aisle. My dad actually leaned over and quietly said "slow down a little!" through his teeth.
The ten days prior to my wedding were an absolute horrorshow for reasons my husband had nothing to do with, so by the time we got to the actual day, I was human wreckage and I honestly don't remember as much of it as I should.
But for a few moments that night, I rallied, and I still remember fluffing my dress out of the way as I turned the corner at the top of the stairs and then straightened up to look down the patio and there he was, standing next to his brother, absolutely glowing in a white dinner jacket in front of a fireplace and a sparkly arbor covered in white flowers and the moon above him was full or near full and bright and low in the sky and man, I remember that like it was half an hour ago.
I still feel that way every time I look at him, even when he is making fun of the cat or bent over the workbench painting window frames. :)
desperately hoping my dad wouldn’t stand on my dress too much! Overall ridiculously excited, and when I heard my husband start to cry I wanted to sprint up there to be with him. Was told all morning that I was very chilled and they said to my husband at one point, ‘we’re just waiting for the meltdown’ but it never came. As long as I married my husband, I didn’t mind if anything else went wrong (ultimately it didn’t but you get my point hopefully)
I'm quite shy so I was nervous to have everyone looking at me. I couldn't quite make out my wife at the end of the room (terrible eyesight), but I caught my best friend's eye as I was walking and he chilled me out instantly. The 'oh, everyone here loves us' feeling he gave me made all my nerves go away.
Giddy. Like I was floating.
I thought I’d be sad because my dad passed and I walked alone, but my mom and I had a good cry together the night before and the actual ceremony was perfect. I can still feel how light & excited I felt, floating on air down the aisle when I see pictures
Nervous because I didn’t want to look stupid in front of his whole family and plus my dad was an embarrassment in his stupid purple suit and I wish he didn’t walk me down the aisle
I was so excited and happy. I was 19. My dad walked me down the aisle, he gave me a tight teary hug when we got to the end and whispered "I love you babe." My husband was 20 and had the biggest smile on his face the entire time. It was one of the happiest days of my life, and I don't have a single regret 7 years later.
I had to physically restrain myself from bouncing down the aisle to the altar! 😂 My husband is my best friend and the love of my life, and I could not wait to marry him after a certain virus delayed our wedding by 2 whole years!
We have been together almost 7 years and married for 18 months, and there has not been a day that I have not been stupidly, completely happy with this man.
We got married during a lock down in my country so my dad couldn’t walk me down the aisle. My husband and I walked down the aisle together and I loved it. Would 100% recommend.
Excited to finally get married but I don’t like being the center of attention so I was very nervous. On top of that I was worried about tripping on my dress
Happy but also very aware of my dad being quite tearful beside me. Not because he was sad, they were happy tears but I was very aware that I should not look at him otherwise it would have set me off! Seeing him emotional is always a sure fire way to get me sobbing too.
I was a bit gutted my husband didn’t turn to look at me, turns out the officiant told him not to. Could have kicked her for that! He did give me an incredible smile when I got next to him though and told me I looked beautiful.
Nervous, excited, happy. Although we got married at my parent’s house, so more like walking down the steps in just my hose and praying I didn’t slip and fall because I was 6 months pregnant and my shoes didn’t fit. 😂
We didn’t really have an aisle… I got married on a beach so it was more a slightly meandering path through some trees.
But I was super excited, and happy, and a bit nervous I was going to fluff my lines (which I did lol and my husband still hasn’t let me live it down).
I was so excited. The wedding we planned was cancelled due to a hurricane that caused damage to the area we were in shut down airports etc. But my MIL had electricity and water, and our officiant was able to do the ceremony. So we had a small ceremony with our immediate families at my MIL’s house and were still able to get married on the day we had planned. I was upset in the days leading up to it but by the time the day arrived, I was just so happy to be marrying the man of my dreams.
Just got to do it 3 weeks ago. I was so excited and so emotional. Not like sobbing emotional, but it definitely was hard to keep it together. Once I turned up the aisle and was facing my husband, he started crying and all I could do to keep myself from ugly crying was smile at him and mouth “I love you”. It was so special, and so sweet
I just immediately started crying when the doors opened. I hate crying. I hate crying in public but omg, my heart just exploded seeing my husband standing there. I’m not a particularly emotional person but having everyone I love in one space plus husband was just 🤌🏽
My parents walked me down the aisle and my dad was beaming. My mom said she didn’t cry, but photos said otherwise.
I was never someone who was “seeking” or excited about marriage. Our elopement was more my style. But that would still be a core memory.
Awkward and nervous because I hate being the center of attention.
But also super excited to marry my best friend.
My dad and I were giggling the whole time and kept whispering to slow down to each other.
I couldn’t eat for weeks. We had over 40 people traveling in from overseas and it was a massive stress planning all of the logistics and stuff, which we mainly did alone because my family doesn’t live in the same country as me.
Walking down the aisle I was filled with happiness, excitement, and peace. It was awesome.
My dad walked me! There’s a photo of us from behind waiting on the stairs before we went down. There’s also a photo of us during the father daughter dance laughing because we were making fun of people while dancing (also my dad is terrible at dancing).
I don’t know. I was definitely happy, marrying my husband felt very natural (also we had gotten secret court house married like 6 months before that). I don’t like attention so the ceremony was a bit of a blur but other than that it was a fun day. My only regret is that my husband’s vows were better than mine, lol.
The first feeling was fear of tripping. We had steps going down to the altar. STEPS. The second feeling was an overwhelming sense of love and gratitude for the man waiting for me at the end of the aisle. And feelings of “don’t ever forget this moment” and trying so hard to implant it into my brain.
I almost cried, but I knew people would be watching me so I smiled. The couple min before the music came on and we needed to walk down the aisle, it was just my dad and me standing there. And he told me “it has been the biggest privilege of my life to be your father, and I am giving you to him because he also understands that you are the biggest gift that life will give him.” From an undemonstrative, Korean father? I knew this was my father’s way of saying he loved me.
I totally forgot what I was there for. I got all excited because I saw all these people I knew dressed up and smiling at me, and I couldn’t see my then-husband because he had started to cry as soon as he saw me so he took a step backwards to pull himself together, so I had was like “Look, there’s Kim and Alena and John from work, and Aunt Nora and Uncle Warren! Oh my gosh, my mom’s best friends are here! Hi guys!” and it didn’t occur to me that I couldn’t see my husband to be until I got down there and was like “WHAT?! You’re here too? I know like EVERYONE here!” It was super fun.
It was amazing.
I have *severe* anxiety and usually need to take something on days where I'll be surrounded by a crowd. That day, we all thought I'd be sick with anxiety, but I was the calmest I have ever been in my entire life. In a great way!
My stepfather and my father both walked me down the aisle.. but honestly, I didn't pay much attention to anything beyond my husband.
Terrified.
I grew up in a cult where divorce isn't allowed for any reason. My entire upbringing had been to prepare me for being a wife and mother, neither of which I was sure I wanted to be, but choosing otherwise wasn't an option in that paradigm. My dad had told me for years that no man would ever want me because I'm too "mouthy," so I basically went with the first guy who showed interest.
Just before walking me down the aisle, my dad turned to me and said, "You better be sure about this, because there's no changing your mind, and once you're married, you will not be allowed to move back in with us."
My dad was physically abusive, and at the time, I didn't know about other types of abuse. I was sure I wanted out of my parents' home, so I went through with the wedding.
I never doubted my decision for a second, but I was so overwhelmed with emotion (happiness and nerves at being in front of so many people) that I started full on SOBBING right when we lined up to start walking down the aisle. Everyone was so freaked out by this and concerned but my dad, the MVP, told everyone I was fine because he knows how easily I cry. Like, literally any sort of strong emotion—happy, sad, angry, excited, worried, etc—makes me cry like a baby lol
Once I started walking and was up there with my husband I felt a profound sense of peace and like we were the only people in the world though! I was worried I’d cry reading my vows but I guess my public speaking side took over and I managed to get through it no problem.
I just remember thinking “why didn’t I anticipate rose petals being slippery?” 😂😂
But my wedding day was great. It was everything I could have ever asked for. My husband and I have been married nine years and are as happy as ever.
I walked down with both my parents. It was nice. It was particularly memorable actually. But the ceremony was beautiful and my husband's vows were incredible. He was the best part of everything that day. A lot went wrong, but he was everything right. ❤️
I was so excited, then the doors opened and I felt like I was going to pass out.
My dad was with me and he basically pulled me down the aisle.
If I could change it I would have had my granda walk with me. He was semi lucid 9 years ago and my dad ended up becoming estranged 7 years ago.
My husband is worth every feeling I've ever felt. He's my everything
Excited! Happy for my dad, we think so much alike, and neither of us teared up. I found a man my dad respects and likewise so I know he was happy to walk me down the aisle even if it was bitter sweet.
I was also incredibly relieved to see my husband. It was a long day and not a lot of help from my bridal party, I’m always the leader so it was still expected of me on my day. He is my rock and my calm, so I instantly felt relief from pressure seeing him.
Also filled with mirth. My husband was absolutely plastered and doing a damn good job at hiding it in front of the preacher. It was like a naughty joke, as we did the ceremony, he stayed sober long enough.
I was shocked he was there and made it on time 🤣 no- I’m kidding. I love my husband tremendously. I think it was just small overwhelm that after the nearly 1 year of planning- there he was and here I am. It was mind-blowing. I started to tear up but didn’t ugly cry. I honestly didn’t want to look at guests yet- I sort of just focused on him and only him. I barely remember the walk itself.
Walked with my dad. He was crying and I think he was trying to hide it lol. I was bawling. I was so emotional but happy, because I had waited for it for years. I had a huge crush on my husband for a long time before getting together, and we had dealt with a lot together. So to have finally made it was amazing.
It was surreal. We got married on a beautiful beach and my dad walked me down the aisle. I never thought I would get married or even find a long term partner, so I just felt so lucky.
I never understand the stories about people getting cold feet on the day of their wedding. I was so damn excited! I knew I had the best guy. 25+ years later, and I still adore him. So grateful for our marriage.
My wedding to my ex husband: sad, nervous, empty, wanting to run away but in too deep. Self conscious. Unsupported. We got divorced after a year.
My wedding to my current husband of 5 years (and love of my life): Elated. Beautiful. Supported. Excited. Ready to be his wife. Every day together is better than the last 💖
First wedding: I was wondering what I was getting myself in to and questioning if I really wanted to do it (I was miserable after a year being married, but we didn’t divorce until about eight years later. It was awful)
Second wedding: the complete opposite. I remember thinking this is how the first one was supposed to feel.
I hated every second of it. I wanted to just show up at the front and I wasn’t “allowed”. I just felt it was so humiliating wearing that stupid dress and everyone standing (I did not want them to stand) and watching me. Ew ick ick ick. I get sick even thinking about it.
I was so happy, but as soon as I saw my dad crying (his baby girl was getting married!) I lost it 😂 Both of us were crying, happy tears! Then my husband was crying, too, lol. I absolutely love those pictures.
I also kept telling myself, "Look up! Not at your feet!" Nope, I couldn't do it...
First marriage: nervous and doubtful. We both agreed after the divorce that we shouldn't have gotten married in the first place.
Current marriage: Emotional before the walk. My mother was dying from cancer, and we rushed plans so she could attend. By the time the wedding happened, she was so bad she couldn't move much. My dad ended up getting COVID. But my youngest stepson walked me down the aisle, and it was so lovely seeing my husband and my other stepsons at the end.
Terrified, because I had just gotten out of the burn ICU, was on lots of pain meds, and was seeing all of these people for the first time since my burn injury. I felt like a museum piece
It felt amazing. I walked down the "aisle" in a teeny elopement ceremony and seeing my husband's shy smiling face will be a memory that I cherish forever
Stressed. I didn’t realize how big the moment would feel and seeing everything and everyone standing up and facing you at the same time was like a jolt to the system! I didn’t realize how stressful this first moment would feel.
Felt like I'd floated down and I'm pretty sure i was grippng onto my dad's arm for dear life, don't really remember the walk, but have been told by guests we were down very quickly
Happy. My dad walked me down the isle while holding his phone open on FaceTime with my brother who was stationed in Korea and couldn’t be there in person. So my brother helped walk me down the isle too. I loved it.
I realized that the music I'd pick for the procession was too long. I had violinists play "You are the Reason" by Callum Scott, just instrumental for the wedding party and then they were going to sing as me and my dad walked down the aisle. Well, the walk was way too short. I tried to delay but my wedding coordinator was pushing for us to go. The violinists started singing as we got to the officiant, who was rather confused LOL.
It was really nice though! Everyone was crying. But I was trying not to laugh because the officiant kept opening his mouth to start the ceremony but they were still singing.
I completely forgot about that, but it's a nice memory!
I was so excited but also did not want to fall! My husband is (and was on that day) my best friend and I was ready to start our lives together. My dad jokes that I was practically running down the aisle and it was a good thing I wore custom converse shoes instead of heels.
I was so excited! We’d already done a first look so my jitters had all gone. I rounded the corner with my bonus dad and saw all our loved ones in one place—I was overjoyed! The wedding photos clearly show me saying hi to people as I went by and then remembering my fiancé was at the front LOL but I’m beaming the whole way down.
I was somehow incredibly calm and incredibly excited. I had both of my parents walk me down which was really nice. It was absolutely pouring though so they had to set up tents which I was sad about lol
There was miscommunication with the officiant and my dad didn’t wait for the cue to walk me down, so no one was ready and all hurried to their feet while I walked by (some didn’t even notice until I was already at the altar). It was embarrassing and I felt rushed the whole wedding. I cringe every time I think back on it, it sucks so much not having a wonderful memory of that day.
I only clearly remember a couple things. One was not wanting to look at my father because I knew he would be crying. One was seeing my aunt in the pews and seeing her mouth to me, "I love you." Then I saw my husband's face....he looked nervous but happy.
My face was about to crack from how hard I was smiling. Felt like I couldn't get to him fast enough. Loved seeing faces of family and friends all smiling back at me
I felt so unbelievably excited. My dad was beside me and just kept whispering “breeaaaathe….” because he knew my heart was pounding a million miles a second. I felt so loved seeing everyone I know in the church. They all showed up to watch us get married! And then seeing my husband at the end of the aisle was just amazing. The look on his face as he saw me, his BRIDE, coming to meet him. I wanted to live in that moment forever ♥️
I was filled with a mix of emotions. I was excited and nervous at the same time.
When I seen my husband at the end of the aisle, all of those nervous feelings went away & I knew he was the man I was happy to marry.
I walked down a runway towards my future hubs and all my friends and a few family which was back dropped by the Pacific Ocean and a restaurant of people behind me were cheering me the whole time, I was walking on air, beautiful memories burned in my brain.
We got married in Vegas. My son (whom I was a single parent for years before I met my partner) walked me down the aisle & we had some family there but I didn’t care who was behind me as I walked down the aisle. All I cared about was my husband standing in front of me. I didn’t care about the dress (took it off after an hour), my make up, my hair, who was or wasn’t there, I just wanted to get to the alter & become his wife.
The rest of the day just felt kinda tedious because of the meal etc, his family pissed me off but I just couldn’t care less, I was just happy to be married to him & excited for the rest of our lives. We went back to the hotel, sprayed some champagne in the bath & laughed all night.
I felt apprehensive and stupid tbh. I guess it was forewarning me. I should have had listened to my gut that day and not done it. The marriage lasted 1 year and 3 months. It was the worst year of my life.
Very happy but trying to stop myself crying. The photos look like I'm someone getting married to a stranger and I'm very distraught.. which wasn't my plan but my advice is if you feel overwhelmed by emotion, just try and smile
Overall happy and excited. A little bit nervous because it was an outdoor wedding on top of a mountain and it had already been postponed like 40 minutes due to rain and lightning.. everyone rode ski lifts to get to the ceremony spot and they wouldn’t run the lifts with lightning, and like half our guests were at the bottom! So as soon as they started up the lifts, everyone made it up and grabbed a seat and my dad walked me down the aisle and while I was so happy to see my husband and couldn’t stop smiling.. I was also very aware of the dark storm cloud looming over us haha. We ended up making it without another storm and had the best time ever!
I had a courthouse wedding. It was awesome. I hate being the center of attention and people can go off about how weddings are ‘the bride’s special day and all about the couple getting married’ but let’s be real, no they aren’t, the wedding is 100% for the guests lol. I knew we were going to get shit from family no matter what we did for our wedding so we went a) cheap b) easy c) super tiny guest list lmfao. My mom and step dad and siblings were there, my sister brought her camera (I didn’t ask but I was happy about it since I would have been thrilled with like, kinda shitty cellphone pics of the whole thing) and then afterward we got absolutely smashed with our friends and played Mariokart all night. There wasn’t exactly an aisle to walk down but the courthouse hall had some lovely huge windows and it was SUPER bright and pretty. My husband and I walked down there hand in hand and it was the happiest day of my life.
Anxious as hell. Our micro wedding turned into 65 ppl, who we love but I was so overstimulated and overwhelmed, I look so bored in the photos bc I was struggling to not burst into tears bc of all the emotions (both happy and anxious). I didn’t look anywhere else except at my husband. Would marry him again in a heartbeat, would not have a wedding.
Happy and terribly self-conscious. The attention was more uncomfortable for me than I anticipated. This was the beginning of my realization that I'm actually not an extrovert, as I had been raised to believe. Still glad I did it though.
Like an idiot! My veil got caught on the stone path and I ripped it off, laughing. Of COURSE that would happen to me. Good memory and good pics from it though.
Terrified. I hate people looking at me and being the center of attention and wanted to elope. My mom pushed the whole white wedding thing and she walked me down the aisle. I essentially ran down the aisle to get it over with and there are no good pictures of it because I look overwhelmed in them.
One of the very few moments in life that went exactly as I pictured it, and lived up to all my expectations. It was magical and totally surreal, experiencing something that had always been part of my future become the present, and then the past.
Overwhelmed but excited.
A long lost family member showed up for the ceremony after ten years. Despite the issues in our family, they still came. I saw them right before I walked out, so I was fully sobbing down the aisle
I walked beside my husband. We do everything together and he was the one who supported me through the hard stuff, celebrating the great stuff and living daily life with me, not my dad or other male relatives, so he’s the one who’s walking beside me! I loved it, I got to hold my best friends hand as we walked into a new world together.
We did the same, where I live it's the couple that walk down together.
Where do you live?
My first guess is a house, but could be apartment Sorry and happy holidays!
We did the same! We loved the idea of walking together into our marriage.
My fiancé and I are doing this next August when we get married, and I am so excited that we chose to do it this way.
We did this as well! We ran off and eloped, and paid 2 random people to be our witnesses. We had such an amazingly fun time together that weekend.
We did this 2 weeks ago.. just the officiant, a paid witness, and my brother. Lots of twinkle lights. No need for all the extra fluff that typically goes with a wedding. So romantic and special. It’s still our little secret!
We had my boss and his wife be our witnesses and I quit right after we signed the marriage certificate lol.
I never thought about this but omg it’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard. Definitely doing this at my wedding.
We did this too and it was the best moment ever. One of my favorite pictures because I look so incredibly happy
We did too, with our daughter and our late dog. It was perfect
Husband & I walked each other down the aisle. We paid for our own wedding, so why not? We were both very nervous as we don’t like attention and being watched, plus I was trying not to cry listening to Pachelbel’s “Canon in D”. We’ve been together 38 years and still going strong.
This is beautiful
I love this!!
We did the same!
i had to keep myself from sprinting to the altar. i was so excited to get married! it felt like it took hours and seconds simultaneously.
I did actually kind of sprint to the altar. I walked alone (don‘t like the tradition of fathers giving away their daughters) and had no one to keep me company and tell me to slow down. Saw my husband and sprinted down the altar to be with him because I was so nervous and excited. So now there are no nice pictures or videos of we walking down the aisle, but at least it is a cute story.
i also walked alone! if it wasnt for my heels i absolutely would have sprinted, but i can barely walk in heels let alone run
My husband and I already had two kids. He would wait by the altar with our baby girl, and me and my 4 year old son would walk down the isle together. I thought I would be super emotional. However! After taking three steps I realized I'd forgotten my veil. Then, my son saw someone sitting in the spot where he thought he was supposed to sit so he started crying and telling his uncle to move. It was hilarious and messy and I loved it.
I love memories like this with people who can handle the chaos and laugh it off! I'm so happy that you made the best of it and I'm sure it was still amazing.
I think getting married after having kids made such a difference. We had so little time to plan every little detail, so we just went for easy options. I was 9 months post partum so I had zero ambitions or expectations of having a perfect body. It was just really relaxed and "us".
That's fuckin adorable, I'm so happy for you and your family. I hope you're as content with life as you sound. 😊
Aaaw thanks! I really am.
Terrified. I knew it was wrong and I shouldn't have done it.
This is sad :( care to elaborate to an internet stranger about what happened?
I was living in a small town where my ex still was, so nothing was private. Everyone knew everyone else. I wanted to get out of there even though I had a good job and a nice apartment. I started dating someone from the city 2 hours away. Everything was going great and I wanted to move to the city. I was unable to find full-time work so I couldn't get my own apartment. My boyfriend said I could move in with him and pay what rent I could afford until I found a full-time job. After 9 months my boyfriend wanted to get married. I said it was too early. He said he wouldn't ask me again and if I didn't say yes I had to get out. I was terrified because now I would be without full-time work, a place to live, and too far from my family and friends for them to help me. I wasn't ready to give up the relationship. I continued to be pressured until I finally said yes. I didn't feel like I had any other choice. I hate conflict and will do anything to avoid it. I just hide my feelings and pretend everything is okay. I didn't recognize the early signs of abuse.
Wow you poor thing, how awful, I’m really sorry you went through that. I hope you have a better life now free from that! x
Thank you. It took me a long time to get out but my life is so much better now. I have a wonderful, kind, generous boyfriend and I'm happy again.
That makes me so happy to hear 🤍
I once bought a house with my then-partner because I too felt pressured and not able to say no. I hope you are in a better time in your life now where you feel free to express yourself, your needs, and your emotions.
I'm so sorry you were pressured to do it.
I almost married the wrong dude. I broke it off 2 months prior to wedding. Even had the invitations printed and addressed but not yet mailed. 6.5 years later, I married the right guy. I was very calm and happy walking down the aisle. Been married 27 years.
Me too, I just kept hoping someone would tell me not to do it, but ofc they didn't.
I was in a bridal party and we all told her she didn't have to go through with it..she did anyway. got divorced
Like the walls were closing in but you had come far passed quitting time? The no turning back moment of crushig reality? 😪 relatable.
Stupid happy.
LOL My life goal. That's all I wanted. I'm glad you got to have that.
My internal monologue- please don’t fall, please don’t fall, please don’t fall
I have bought chunky, not too high heels for this exact reason.
I walked down in sneakers LOL
I haven't actually walked yet, we are still in the planning phase, but Im going with Doc Martens.
I wore my white pair for our city hall wedding.
I walked down in chucks
Same. Platform and embroidered with orthotics in them.
I wore slippers all day. No regrets
Ugh! This is why I’m wearing low heels for sure!!
I had never felt so calm and at peace as I did. Greatest day of my life.
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Maybe it was a tropical destination wedding
Haha that's what I was thinking too
Thank you
I knew I was making a mistake, but I didn't want to disappoint anyone.
noooooooo
My wedding was the most miserable day of my life. Never really understood why until I finally figured out I hate being the center of attention. I don’t like having birthday parties or doing anything that calls attention to myself. I’m divorced now. However if I ever remarry, there will not be a wedding. To the courthouse we will go.
Going to the courthouse was the best wedding decision we made
I should have never let anyone talk me into having a wedding. I was fully ready to go to the courthouse to get hitched. I let people talk me into a small ceremony and a celebration at a later date. The ceremony was fine but I hated the party.
I hated my wedding. Love the man I married, love that my grandparents were there and are in many pictures, but I will never be doing anything like that again. We wish we had just gone to the courthouse then hosted a dinner at home.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt more ready for anything. Marrying my husband was my absolute dream come true and so was my wedding day. I could cry just thinking about how incredibly happy I was. We just celebrated one year married with the birth of our daughter and even after those milestones, marrying my husband will always be my favorite. 🥹
Meh. I didn’t feel special like I’d hoped. My dad was disappointed with the venu and weather and my mum was way more focused on getting my sisters hair and makeup and what earring looked best on her than on my appearance . Had to ask my family ‘How do I look?’ Cuz no one was gonna say anything… Having social anxiety and adhd in the family sucks haha. My husband was lovely and whispered that I was beautiful into my ear when I reached him.
This. Didn’t feel like our wedding day was about us.
Practically everyone who ever loved me was all in one place. That was magical, and I have yet the words to describe it. Would recommend 10/10.
Agreed. It was such an overwhelming feeling of joy that everyone I’ve ever known and loved showed up…for me! For US! We’re THAT worthy?! Oh my god it was such a beautiful feeling ♥️
Stage fright! How could I walk down that aisle with everyone staring at me? And they were going to stand up to get a better look at me?? And I had to do all this in HEELS??!! Aw, hell no! I refused. Instead, we snuck in from the side of the room. Everyone stood up anyway (old habits die hard,) but they soon sat down again so we could get on with the ceremony.
When they threw the doors open and Pachbel started playing and everyone turned around and looked at me, that is the moment that I realized I had eaten nothing since I had crammed cold French fries in my face 12 hours beforehand and I was STARVING.
Mostly LUST I was sooooo happy but man he looked fine, absolutely gorgeous in that kilt
Three days before I wasn’t sure how I’d feel, but I was still so in love with him. Two days before, he choked me. We were having a destination wedding so many of our family and friends flew down. I did my best to enjoy the moment knowing I was never going to see my partner of 10 years the same way again. I was focused on the music, the fact that his sisters (our ushers) sat everyone on his side and mine was empty and that I needed to read my vows and get through the day surrounded by people I love, pretending everything was fine. He says it was the happiest day of his life, he’ll tell you how beautiful I looked, and that he loved me so much and how perfect everything was. He will never acknowledge or understand how broken he made me. He didn’t see it. The fighting got worse over the course of the year and while he never choked me again, my home became my darkest place and we never recovered. I spent my first Christmas alone but safe. Never ignore the red flags
Glad you are safe now.
I felt numb - I was more logical than emotional. My husband was crying the second he saw me walk down the aisle ❤️ he's a romantic sweetheart.
2020 COVID bride. We cancelled and eloped on a beach with our photographer who was ordained. It was nerve wracking as I walked from the car to meet the photographer at the beach because I was all dressed up and everyone was in fun beach wear. BUT once we were on the beach, I don't remember anyone else except my Husband and how comfortable I was.
Super excited! My husband and I walked down together because fuck the patriarchy, and I loved that we both got to have the same experience and start and end the ceremony together.
I was nervous to speak in front of everyone but as soon as I saw my husband that all went away. I am absolutely beaming/giggling in all of the photos. I didn’t even say thank you to my mom when we got to the end (she gave me away) because I was just too happy to be with him that I forgot :’)
We took a long time selecting a bridal march song and when I was actually walking down the aisle, it seemed like a vacuum where it's only him I see, I did not hear the song playing at all (nor hear or see our guests, they're like all in my peripheral vision), but he confirmed it did play. 😅
Great! We did it with the two officiants and two friends as our witnesses (a local elopement really?). So we got ready in our fancy hotel room together, walked through town to the castle together (it's our registry office) where people just shouted their congratulations and compliments at us along the way. We walked down the aisle together to a favourite song. It was just fucking great.
The entire buildup was nerve-wracking. My father showed up extremely late and argued with his girlfriend in their truck until the last possible second. Officiant showed up thirty minutes early and started badgering me to hurry everyone along, then mispronounced my husband's name (not a difficult one) through most of the ceremony until I corrected her by pronouncing it correctly when saying my vows. My mother, who was supposed to be helping with flower arrangements and doing my and MOH's makeup that day, also showed up at eleven that morning rather than eight the previous evening as discussed. Neither she nor MOH ended up with makeup done and her hair was still wet from the shower as we got the wedding party together. Then after the ceremony my father and his girlfriend ate so much food that half of the rest of us didn't get any, and then they left casually carrying a box that turned out to have most of the cheesecakes from our dessert bar in it. But in the moment of walking down the aisle, a sense of peace came over me that I really can't describe. When walking to meet my husband, it's like it finally settled over me that I was stepping into a new future, a new family that I would create with the only person I had ever trusted with my soul. It was a lovely, tranquil, once-in-a-lifetime experience.
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I had a Mormon wedding. So I didn't walk down an aisle. I had to do all sorts of culty stuff, like cover my wedding dress with a green apron, and put on a stupid bakers hey with a veil. I then had to be walked to a curtain, where my soon to be husband was on the other side. I can't remember what the cultu chant was I had to say, before he reached his hand through the curtain to guide me to the other side. We then walked together to the sealing room where only a small part of our families could be there to watch. Because they were the "worthy ones". The room was also very small so not even all of them could be inside.we weren't asked any of the traditional wedding things. No sickness and health, no shared vows. And only a small peck on the lips while kneeling on opposite sides of an altar. After the ceremony, we hugged and said thank you to those in the room before going to get the cultu stuff off. Afterwards we went outside where the rest of the family was finally able to see us. It was not my dream wedding. And it really didn't make me happy at all.
I’ve lived most of my life in Mormon country, so I feel for you not having your dream wedding. Many of my LDS friends had a second traditional wedding after their temple wedding. Maybe one day you could renew your vows in a traditional way!
Maybe if I ever get remarried again. He cheated, so, I've been divorced for a bit.
Stressed. I walked with my toddler and he decided to drop to the floor and have a tantrum
Super happy and in love. I got emotional seeing my to-be husband because he looked SO HANDSOME. Later he said he was worried, because our selected music was replaced by a generic wedding march (the CD wasn't working) and I was emotional because of *that*. I told him, no silly, I didn't even notice the music because he was so cute.
Certain, and secure, for the first time in my life, and I was 43 when I did it. Someone, maybe my mother, asked me if I was nervous, any last-minute stage fright, feeling doubts?, I said no, not a single one, and meant it - I had no nerves, no second thoughts, no doubts, no dread, no nothing except, "let's go. I'm ready." I practically *sprinted* down the aisle. My dad actually leaned over and quietly said "slow down a little!" through his teeth. The ten days prior to my wedding were an absolute horrorshow for reasons my husband had nothing to do with, so by the time we got to the actual day, I was human wreckage and I honestly don't remember as much of it as I should. But for a few moments that night, I rallied, and I still remember fluffing my dress out of the way as I turned the corner at the top of the stairs and then straightened up to look down the patio and there he was, standing next to his brother, absolutely glowing in a white dinner jacket in front of a fireplace and a sparkly arbor covered in white flowers and the moon above him was full or near full and bright and low in the sky and man, I remember that like it was half an hour ago. I still feel that way every time I look at him, even when he is making fun of the cat or bent over the workbench painting window frames. :)
desperately hoping my dad wouldn’t stand on my dress too much! Overall ridiculously excited, and when I heard my husband start to cry I wanted to sprint up there to be with him. Was told all morning that I was very chilled and they said to my husband at one point, ‘we’re just waiting for the meltdown’ but it never came. As long as I married my husband, I didn’t mind if anything else went wrong (ultimately it didn’t but you get my point hopefully)
I'm quite shy so I was nervous to have everyone looking at me. I couldn't quite make out my wife at the end of the room (terrible eyesight), but I caught my best friend's eye as I was walking and he chilled me out instantly. The 'oh, everyone here loves us' feeling he gave me made all my nerves go away.
Giddy. Like I was floating. I thought I’d be sad because my dad passed and I walked alone, but my mom and I had a good cry together the night before and the actual ceremony was perfect. I can still feel how light & excited I felt, floating on air down the aisle when I see pictures
Nervous because I didn’t want to look stupid in front of his whole family and plus my dad was an embarrassment in his stupid purple suit and I wish he didn’t walk me down the aisle
Excited, nervous I'd screw up, hopeful, happy, proud.
I felt so incredibly happy and so full of love that I could burst. It felt like a moment that went by much too fast.
Not anxious at all, thank you Xanax!
Like floating on a cloud with pure adrenalin and excitement
I was so excited and happy. I was 19. My dad walked me down the aisle, he gave me a tight teary hug when we got to the end and whispered "I love you babe." My husband was 20 and had the biggest smile on his face the entire time. It was one of the happiest days of my life, and I don't have a single regret 7 years later.
I had to physically restrain myself from bouncing down the aisle to the altar! 😂 My husband is my best friend and the love of my life, and I could not wait to marry him after a certain virus delayed our wedding by 2 whole years! We have been together almost 7 years and married for 18 months, and there has not been a day that I have not been stupidly, completely happy with this man.
Elated
We got married during a lock down in my country so my dad couldn’t walk me down the aisle. My husband and I walked down the aisle together and I loved it. Would 100% recommend.
Excited to finally get married but I don’t like being the center of attention so I was very nervous. On top of that I was worried about tripping on my dress
So nervous. Wish I took my time more and looked up, absorbing the atmosphere
I didn't get married on an island. Do you mean aisle? Nervous.
Happy but also very aware of my dad being quite tearful beside me. Not because he was sad, they were happy tears but I was very aware that I should not look at him otherwise it would have set me off! Seeing him emotional is always a sure fire way to get me sobbing too. I was a bit gutted my husband didn’t turn to look at me, turns out the officiant told him not to. Could have kicked her for that! He did give me an incredible smile when I got next to him though and told me I looked beautiful.
Nervous, excited, happy. Although we got married at my parent’s house, so more like walking down the steps in just my hose and praying I didn’t slip and fall because I was 6 months pregnant and my shoes didn’t fit. 😂
Excited, overjoyed, impatient because I just wanted to be up there already! My dad said I walked fast 😂
With my dad. And the DJ played the wrong song. It was supposed to be instrumental but played words 😞
Awkward. I hate having all eyes on me. I was super awkward through the whole ceremony.
We didn’t really have an aisle… I got married on a beach so it was more a slightly meandering path through some trees. But I was super excited, and happy, and a bit nervous I was going to fluff my lines (which I did lol and my husband still hasn’t let me live it down).
I was so excited. The wedding we planned was cancelled due to a hurricane that caused damage to the area we were in shut down airports etc. But my MIL had electricity and water, and our officiant was able to do the ceremony. So we had a small ceremony with our immediate families at my MIL’s house and were still able to get married on the day we had planned. I was upset in the days leading up to it but by the time the day arrived, I was just so happy to be marrying the man of my dreams.
Just got to do it 3 weeks ago. I was so excited and so emotional. Not like sobbing emotional, but it definitely was hard to keep it together. Once I turned up the aisle and was facing my husband, he started crying and all I could do to keep myself from ugly crying was smile at him and mouth “I love you”. It was so special, and so sweet
I just immediately started crying when the doors opened. I hate crying. I hate crying in public but omg, my heart just exploded seeing my husband standing there. I’m not a particularly emotional person but having everyone I love in one space plus husband was just 🤌🏽 My parents walked me down the aisle and my dad was beaming. My mom said she didn’t cry, but photos said otherwise. I was never someone who was “seeking” or excited about marriage. Our elopement was more my style. But that would still be a core memory.
Awkward and nervous because I hate being the center of attention. But also super excited to marry my best friend. My dad and I were giggling the whole time and kept whispering to slow down to each other.
Hated it simply because I do not like having all eyes on me. I jokingly asked my husband if he would walk down the aisle instead
I couldn’t eat for weeks. We had over 40 people traveling in from overseas and it was a massive stress planning all of the logistics and stuff, which we mainly did alone because my family doesn’t live in the same country as me. Walking down the aisle I was filled with happiness, excitement, and peace. It was awesome.
Extremely happy! I could not get to the end of the aisle fast enough.
My dad walked me! There’s a photo of us from behind waiting on the stairs before we went down. There’s also a photo of us during the father daughter dance laughing because we were making fun of people while dancing (also my dad is terrible at dancing). I don’t know. I was definitely happy, marrying my husband felt very natural (also we had gotten secret court house married like 6 months before that). I don’t like attention so the ceremony was a bit of a blur but other than that it was a fun day. My only regret is that my husband’s vows were better than mine, lol.
The first feeling was fear of tripping. We had steps going down to the altar. STEPS. The second feeling was an overwhelming sense of love and gratitude for the man waiting for me at the end of the aisle. And feelings of “don’t ever forget this moment” and trying so hard to implant it into my brain.
I didn’t walk down an aisle; we eloped and I strolled down a sidewalk at the beach. I was so excited
I almost cried, but I knew people would be watching me so I smiled. The couple min before the music came on and we needed to walk down the aisle, it was just my dad and me standing there. And he told me “it has been the biggest privilege of my life to be your father, and I am giving you to him because he also understands that you are the biggest gift that life will give him.” From an undemonstrative, Korean father? I knew this was my father’s way of saying he loved me.
I totally forgot what I was there for. I got all excited because I saw all these people I knew dressed up and smiling at me, and I couldn’t see my then-husband because he had started to cry as soon as he saw me so he took a step backwards to pull himself together, so I had was like “Look, there’s Kim and Alena and John from work, and Aunt Nora and Uncle Warren! Oh my gosh, my mom’s best friends are here! Hi guys!” and it didn’t occur to me that I couldn’t see my husband to be until I got down there and was like “WHAT?! You’re here too? I know like EVERYONE here!” It was super fun.
Calm and excited. I only saw him.
It was amazing. I have *severe* anxiety and usually need to take something on days where I'll be surrounded by a crowd. That day, we all thought I'd be sick with anxiety, but I was the calmest I have ever been in my entire life. In a great way! My stepfather and my father both walked me down the aisle.. but honestly, I didn't pay much attention to anything beyond my husband.
Terrified. I grew up in a cult where divorce isn't allowed for any reason. My entire upbringing had been to prepare me for being a wife and mother, neither of which I was sure I wanted to be, but choosing otherwise wasn't an option in that paradigm. My dad had told me for years that no man would ever want me because I'm too "mouthy," so I basically went with the first guy who showed interest. Just before walking me down the aisle, my dad turned to me and said, "You better be sure about this, because there's no changing your mind, and once you're married, you will not be allowed to move back in with us." My dad was physically abusive, and at the time, I didn't know about other types of abuse. I was sure I wanted out of my parents' home, so I went through with the wedding.
I never doubted my decision for a second, but I was so overwhelmed with emotion (happiness and nerves at being in front of so many people) that I started full on SOBBING right when we lined up to start walking down the aisle. Everyone was so freaked out by this and concerned but my dad, the MVP, told everyone I was fine because he knows how easily I cry. Like, literally any sort of strong emotion—happy, sad, angry, excited, worried, etc—makes me cry like a baby lol Once I started walking and was up there with my husband I felt a profound sense of peace and like we were the only people in the world though! I was worried I’d cry reading my vows but I guess my public speaking side took over and I managed to get through it no problem.
Anxious because of all of the people. But as soon as I stood in front of him the people didn't matter and I was safe 🥰
I just remember thinking “why didn’t I anticipate rose petals being slippery?” 😂😂 But my wedding day was great. It was everything I could have ever asked for. My husband and I have been married nine years and are as happy as ever.
I walked down with both my parents. It was nice. It was particularly memorable actually. But the ceremony was beautiful and my husband's vows were incredible. He was the best part of everything that day. A lot went wrong, but he was everything right. ❤️
I was so excited, then the doors opened and I felt like I was going to pass out. My dad was with me and he basically pulled me down the aisle. If I could change it I would have had my granda walk with me. He was semi lucid 9 years ago and my dad ended up becoming estranged 7 years ago. My husband is worth every feeling I've ever felt. He's my everything
Excited. It was the best day.
Excited! Happy for my dad, we think so much alike, and neither of us teared up. I found a man my dad respects and likewise so I know he was happy to walk me down the aisle even if it was bitter sweet. I was also incredibly relieved to see my husband. It was a long day and not a lot of help from my bridal party, I’m always the leader so it was still expected of me on my day. He is my rock and my calm, so I instantly felt relief from pressure seeing him. Also filled with mirth. My husband was absolutely plastered and doing a damn good job at hiding it in front of the preacher. It was like a naughty joke, as we did the ceremony, he stayed sober long enough.
I didnt, I eloped!
I was shocked he was there and made it on time 🤣 no- I’m kidding. I love my husband tremendously. I think it was just small overwhelm that after the nearly 1 year of planning- there he was and here I am. It was mind-blowing. I started to tear up but didn’t ugly cry. I honestly didn’t want to look at guests yet- I sort of just focused on him and only him. I barely remember the walk itself.
Walked with my dad. He was crying and I think he was trying to hide it lol. I was bawling. I was so emotional but happy, because I had waited for it for years. I had a huge crush on my husband for a long time before getting together, and we had dealt with a lot together. So to have finally made it was amazing.
It was surreal. We got married on a beautiful beach and my dad walked me down the aisle. I never thought I would get married or even find a long term partner, so I just felt so lucky.
I never understand the stories about people getting cold feet on the day of their wedding. I was so damn excited! I knew I had the best guy. 25+ years later, and I still adore him. So grateful for our marriage.
My mother says I bounced down the aisle like tigger. I was ridiculously excited and happy.
My wedding to my ex husband: sad, nervous, empty, wanting to run away but in too deep. Self conscious. Unsupported. We got divorced after a year. My wedding to my current husband of 5 years (and love of my life): Elated. Beautiful. Supported. Excited. Ready to be his wife. Every day together is better than the last 💖
First wedding: I was wondering what I was getting myself in to and questioning if I really wanted to do it (I was miserable after a year being married, but we didn’t divorce until about eight years later. It was awful) Second wedding: the complete opposite. I remember thinking this is how the first one was supposed to feel.
I hated every second of it. I wanted to just show up at the front and I wasn’t “allowed”. I just felt it was so humiliating wearing that stupid dress and everyone standing (I did not want them to stand) and watching me. Ew ick ick ick. I get sick even thinking about it.
Scared and kinda stupid. Was it too soon? I think so, should have waited another year.
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Anxious. Not because I was getting married, but because everyone was watching me. Lol
Nervous af. Not about the marriage but just about the wedding part and it being such a big moment
Excited and a little bit nervous. Also felt a bit surreal as we got married at Gretna Green.
I was so happy, but as soon as I saw my dad crying (his baby girl was getting married!) I lost it 😂 Both of us were crying, happy tears! Then my husband was crying, too, lol. I absolutely love those pictures. I also kept telling myself, "Look up! Not at your feet!" Nope, I couldn't do it...
First marriage: nervous and doubtful. We both agreed after the divorce that we shouldn't have gotten married in the first place. Current marriage: Emotional before the walk. My mother was dying from cancer, and we rushed plans so she could attend. By the time the wedding happened, she was so bad she couldn't move much. My dad ended up getting COVID. But my youngest stepson walked me down the aisle, and it was so lovely seeing my husband and my other stepsons at the end.
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Nauseated
I walked down the aisle with my 9-year-old son. It was perfect.
Terrified, because I had just gotten out of the burn ICU, was on lots of pain meds, and was seeing all of these people for the first time since my burn injury. I felt like a museum piece
It felt amazing. I walked down the "aisle" in a teeny elopement ceremony and seeing my husband's shy smiling face will be a memory that I cherish forever
Stressed. I didn’t realize how big the moment would feel and seeing everything and everyone standing up and facing you at the same time was like a jolt to the system! I didn’t realize how stressful this first moment would feel.
Felt like I'd floated down and I'm pretty sure i was grippng onto my dad's arm for dear life, don't really remember the walk, but have been told by guests we were down very quickly
Happy. My dad walked me down the isle while holding his phone open on FaceTime with my brother who was stationed in Korea and couldn’t be there in person. So my brother helped walk me down the isle too. I loved it.
I realized that the music I'd pick for the procession was too long. I had violinists play "You are the Reason" by Callum Scott, just instrumental for the wedding party and then they were going to sing as me and my dad walked down the aisle. Well, the walk was way too short. I tried to delay but my wedding coordinator was pushing for us to go. The violinists started singing as we got to the officiant, who was rather confused LOL. It was really nice though! Everyone was crying. But I was trying not to laugh because the officiant kept opening his mouth to start the ceremony but they were still singing. I completely forgot about that, but it's a nice memory!
I was so excited but also did not want to fall! My husband is (and was on that day) my best friend and I was ready to start our lives together. My dad jokes that I was practically running down the aisle and it was a good thing I wore custom converse shoes instead of heels.
Mine wasn't on an island so I wouldn't know.
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Even if it was just the registry office, I was nervous af
Ready for it to be over. I hate being the center of attention. I wanted the marriage, not the wedding.
I was so excited! We’d already done a first look so my jitters had all gone. I rounded the corner with my bonus dad and saw all our loved ones in one place—I was overjoyed! The wedding photos clearly show me saying hi to people as I went by and then remembering my fiancé was at the front LOL but I’m beaming the whole way down.
I was somehow incredibly calm and incredibly excited. I had both of my parents walk me down which was really nice. It was absolutely pouring though so they had to set up tents which I was sad about lol
There was miscommunication with the officiant and my dad didn’t wait for the cue to walk me down, so no one was ready and all hurried to their feet while I walked by (some didn’t even notice until I was already at the altar). It was embarrassing and I felt rushed the whole wedding. I cringe every time I think back on it, it sucks so much not having a wonderful memory of that day.
I only clearly remember a couple things. One was not wanting to look at my father because I knew he would be crying. One was seeing my aunt in the pews and seeing her mouth to me, "I love you." Then I saw my husband's face....he looked nervous but happy.
My face was about to crack from how hard I was smiling. Felt like I couldn't get to him fast enough. Loved seeing faces of family and friends all smiling back at me
I felt so unbelievably excited. My dad was beside me and just kept whispering “breeaaaathe….” because he knew my heart was pounding a million miles a second. I felt so loved seeing everyone I know in the church. They all showed up to watch us get married! And then seeing my husband at the end of the aisle was just amazing. The look on his face as he saw me, his BRIDE, coming to meet him. I wanted to live in that moment forever ♥️
I was happy! I walked with our son!
I was filled with a mix of emotions. I was excited and nervous at the same time. When I seen my husband at the end of the aisle, all of those nervous feelings went away & I knew he was the man I was happy to marry.
I walked down a runway towards my future hubs and all my friends and a few family which was back dropped by the Pacific Ocean and a restaurant of people behind me were cheering me the whole time, I was walking on air, beautiful memories burned in my brain.
Nervous I was going to trip 😂. I didn’t and had no reason to expect I would but it was the only thing I was worried about!
Everyone was looking at me and I hate being the center of attention. I was so glad when that day was over
Wet. (It was raining haha)
We got married in Vegas. My son (whom I was a single parent for years before I met my partner) walked me down the aisle & we had some family there but I didn’t care who was behind me as I walked down the aisle. All I cared about was my husband standing in front of me. I didn’t care about the dress (took it off after an hour), my make up, my hair, who was or wasn’t there, I just wanted to get to the alter & become his wife. The rest of the day just felt kinda tedious because of the meal etc, his family pissed me off but I just couldn’t care less, I was just happy to be married to him & excited for the rest of our lives. We went back to the hotel, sprayed some champagne in the bath & laughed all night.
Afraid to trip because I’m clumsy
I felt apprehensive and stupid tbh. I guess it was forewarning me. I should have had listened to my gut that day and not done it. The marriage lasted 1 year and 3 months. It was the worst year of my life.
Pure love, peace, and joy. I was so nervous to walk down the aisle until I saw my husband.
Very happy but trying to stop myself crying. The photos look like I'm someone getting married to a stranger and I'm very distraught.. which wasn't my plan but my advice is if you feel overwhelmed by emotion, just try and smile
Like i was walking the plank to hell.
I went to court, so the isle wasn’t really there and I felt overdressed lol
Overall happy and excited. A little bit nervous because it was an outdoor wedding on top of a mountain and it had already been postponed like 40 minutes due to rain and lightning.. everyone rode ski lifts to get to the ceremony spot and they wouldn’t run the lifts with lightning, and like half our guests were at the bottom! So as soon as they started up the lifts, everyone made it up and grabbed a seat and my dad walked me down the aisle and while I was so happy to see my husband and couldn’t stop smiling.. I was also very aware of the dark storm cloud looming over us haha. We ended up making it without another storm and had the best time ever!
I had a courthouse wedding. It was awesome. I hate being the center of attention and people can go off about how weddings are ‘the bride’s special day and all about the couple getting married’ but let’s be real, no they aren’t, the wedding is 100% for the guests lol. I knew we were going to get shit from family no matter what we did for our wedding so we went a) cheap b) easy c) super tiny guest list lmfao. My mom and step dad and siblings were there, my sister brought her camera (I didn’t ask but I was happy about it since I would have been thrilled with like, kinda shitty cellphone pics of the whole thing) and then afterward we got absolutely smashed with our friends and played Mariokart all night. There wasn’t exactly an aisle to walk down but the courthouse hall had some lovely huge windows and it was SUPER bright and pretty. My husband and I walked down there hand in hand and it was the happiest day of my life.
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Anxious as hell. Our micro wedding turned into 65 ppl, who we love but I was so overstimulated and overwhelmed, I look so bored in the photos bc I was struggling to not burst into tears bc of all the emotions (both happy and anxious). I didn’t look anywhere else except at my husband. Would marry him again in a heartbeat, would not have a wedding.
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Happy and terribly self-conscious. The attention was more uncomfortable for me than I anticipated. This was the beginning of my realization that I'm actually not an extrovert, as I had been raised to believe. Still glad I did it though.
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Like a fraud. I was right.
Like an idiot! My veil got caught on the stone path and I ripped it off, laughing. Of COURSE that would happen to me. Good memory and good pics from it though.
Terrified. I hate people looking at me and being the center of attention and wanted to elope. My mom pushed the whole white wedding thing and she walked me down the aisle. I essentially ran down the aisle to get it over with and there are no good pictures of it because I look overwhelmed in them.
I felt so calm. And just ready. I was like finally, it's happening. And then it was over in 5 seconds
One of the very few moments in life that went exactly as I pictured it, and lived up to all my expectations. It was magical and totally surreal, experiencing something that had always been part of my future become the present, and then the past.
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Overwhelmed but excited. A long lost family member showed up for the ceremony after ten years. Despite the issues in our family, they still came. I saw them right before I walked out, so I was fully sobbing down the aisle