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We invited our readers to share their wild and wacky wedding stories for a chance to win two tickets to our Readers' Choice Awards party tomorrow, and we're proud to announce a winner in Anne Wingfield.
Take it away, Anne. We'll see you at the party.
"I guess the craziest wedding story I have heard was actually during my own wedding! My husband, Ollie, and I were married on Bald Head Island, a small private island off the coast of North Carolina. Since the island is small there are no vehicles allowed, only golf carts. Apparently, there are drinking and driving regulations when it comes to golf carts on Bald Head but we had been going to Bald Head for years and always would take afternoon "booze cruises" and sip some wine while driving around. As my bridesmaids and I prepared for the ceremony, we toasted with some champagne. We realized it was time to leave and all of us loaded into carts. I have two sisters who were both in the wedding as Matron of Honor. My oldest sister Sharon was in the first cart with my soon-to-be sister-in-law, Carrie. I was in the middle cart with my Dad and my two best friends. Behind us was my Mom, my other sister Laura, and my other future sister-in-law, Chris.
On the way to the Chapel we were stopped at a road block which we believe might have been the first road block ever on Bald Head. Because we were all under control, my sister Sharon was very upfront with the police officer explaining that she had put her cup in the cart and it had a little champagne left. Since we were clearly on the way to a wedding "look behind, there is the bride!" she thought it wouldn't be a big deal. Well this police officer was going to take his job very seriously this Saturday afternoon. He proceeded to ask my sister Sharon to step out of the cart. He then went through each of our carts to check for more alcohol. My Mom, the clever lady that she is, realized my sister Laura also had a cup and stuck her bouquet in it. This way when the officer came over, it just looked like the bouquet was in water.
At this point time is being wasted and we are now 10 minutes late to the ceremony. My poor husband Ollie is at the Chapel in a tiny closet with the Minister as he was told to stay in there so he didn't risk seeing me pull up. He started to notice time was going by and became aware of a "situation" when his Dad came in and said, "your Bride is missing, we think she's stuck at a road block, I'll let you know what I hear" and proceeds to close the door with Ollie's shocked face.
Back to the road block, the police officer tells us to move on but that he must retain my sister Sharon and get her information as he is writing her a ticket. Sharon tells us to go as I am starting to get upset and at this point we don't really know what is going on. We pull up to the Chapel where I say we can't go on without Sharon, I am not getting married without my sister. As we're dealing with this we hear, "I'm here!!!!" and here comes Sharon in the cop car (emergency vehicles are allowed on the Island). Apparently, she told the cop she would give him all of her information if he didn't mind driving her to the wedding.
The ceremony was beautiful and this made for a very funny story, however, the more my mother-in-law thought about it, the more upset she was to picture me in my gown with my Dad being pulled over on golf carts. The Mayor of Bald Head happened to be eating at the Club where our reception was that night. My mother-in-law got wind of this, marched up to him and explained the whole situation. He apologized over and over and proceeded to get my sister's information and had the ticket thrown out.
Still to this day, we can't believe that actually happened! "
