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Am I to Blame for Ruining My Friend’s Wedding after I Wore a ‘Gold’ Dress to It?

Daniella Segell
Jun 04, 2024
07:09 A.M.

Hey everyone, I’m here with a bit of a story and maybe seeking some advice—or just venting, honestly. Yesterday, my best friend Dan tied the knot with his wife, Lauren. It was meant to be a beautiful day of love and celebration, but it turned out to be a complete nightmare.

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Dan and I go way back to high school days, and through all these years, our friendship has been nothing but platonic, seriously, zero romantic stuff. Despite this, Lauren, his new wife, has never really warmed up to me. I’ve always felt this tension from her side, even though I’ve tried my best to be friendly and supportive.

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They did invite me to their wedding, which was a relief in itself, and the theme was "Warm tone garden party." We were encouraged to wear earthy warm colors, so I thought, "Okay, this is simple enough," and picked out a dress that I believed was perfect. Little did I know, my choice of outfit would end up causing so much drama. Stick around because this story takes quite a turn!

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A wedding invite | Source: Pexels

The day was beautiful, just perfect for a garden wedding. I arrived feeling good in my choice of outfit, mingling with guests, snapping photos, and genuinely soaking in the joyous occasion. Dan looked happier than I’d ever seen him, and Lauren was absolutely radiant. Everything seemed to go off without a hitch, from the heartfelt vows to the cheerful clinks of champagne glasses.

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A woman in a gold dress exiting a car | Source: Pexels

As the ceremony gave way to the reception, I was all set to enjoy the evening, laugh over old stories, and maybe even tear up a bit during the toasts. The energy was infectious, with everyone buzzing about how gorgeous the venue looked and how sweet the couple was. It felt like a night to remember for all the right reasons—until it suddenly wasn't.

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A couple dancing at their wedding as they guests look on | Source: Pexels

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Just when I thought the night couldn’t get any better, things took a sharp turn. During the reception, Lauren pulled me aside, and her expression was far from the joyful bride I had seen walking down the aisle. "I cannot believe you would wear gold to my wedding," she hissed, her words slicing through the festive music.

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An angry bride pointing | Source: Shutterstock

"You’re not the first prize, you’re just trashy!" I was floored—her anger was palpable, and I could barely muster a response. Before I could even process the situation or defend my choice, Lauren’s voice escalated, drawing curious looks from nearby guests.

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The intensity of her words made me feel like I was shrinking right there on the spot. It was deeply embarrassing, and I felt a mix of anger and sadness, unsure of how a celebration could spiral so quickly.

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Just as the tension peaked, Lauren turned abruptly, her movement catching on the delicate fabric of her gown. The sound of ripping fabric echoed faintly over the murmur of the crowd. In a frantic misstep, she stumbled backward into a beautifully arranged table of flowers and vases.

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A table filled with flowers and vases | Source: Pexels

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The crash was spectacular and horrifying all at once. Everyone in the room gasped as she fell, and decor scattered around her, drawing all eyes to the spectacle.

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A shocked man with his hands on his head | Source: Shutterstock

The room fell silent, the festive atmosphere evaporated in an instant as everyone stared, stunned by the sight of Lauren amidst the wreckage of flowers and broken glass. The bride, humiliated and visibly upset, scrambled to her feet and fled the scene, tears streaming down her face as she disappeared into the gardens.

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Dan, caught between his role as a gracious host and a concerned husband, stood frozen for a moment. The crowd’s whispers grew louder, a mix of sympathy and shock filling the air. After a tense pause, he hurried after Lauren, his expression a mixture of worry and disbelief.

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An upset groom with his head in his hands | Source: Shutterstock

The reception slowly resumed, but the joy had dimmed significantly. Guests whispered and exchanged uneasy glances, trying to navigate the unexpected drama. Meanwhile, I was left standing there, my heart sinking as I realized the gravity of what had just unfolded. The night had indeed turned into one to remember, but for reasons no one could have anticipated.

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Later that night, my phone buzzed with a call from Lauren, her voice shaking with emotion. "You’ve ruined my wedding! This was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, and you’ve made it a disaster!" she accused me, her words tinged with embarrassment and hurt.

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An upset bride carrying her bouquet | Source: Shutterstock

I listened, feeling a mix of guilt and confusion, as she continued to insist that my choice to wear what she perceived as gold was a deliberate act to overshadow her.

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The situation didn't improve the next day. Lauren, still upset, confronted Dan with an ultimatum that shook me to my core. "It’s either her or me, Dan. I can’t live knowing you’re always going to side with her," she demanded, forcing Dan into a heartbreaking decision between his new wife and a lifelong friendship.

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A bride and groom not talking to each other | Source: Shutterstock

Dan was devastated, caught in an emotional turmoil between his love and his loyalty. He reached out to me, torn and unsure, expressing his anguish over the possibility of having to choose. Our conversation was heavy, filled with years of shared memories and the grim realization that things might never be the same.

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As I hung up, I was left wondering about the true cost of my outfit choice and whether it was really the dress or just an excuse for deeper issues Lauren had with me.

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An upset woman lying on her sofa | Source: Shutterstock

As the dust settled, I found myself replaying the events over and over in my mind. Was my dress choice really so offensive, or was it merely a catalyst for Lauren’s already simmering resentment towards me? Despite my best efforts to blend in and honor their special day, it felt like nothing could have prevented the fallout.

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The more I thought about it, the clearer it became that perhaps the issue was never really about the dress. It seemed to be more about Lauren’s discomfort with my close relationship with Dan. Her reaction might have been amplified by the stress and emotions of the day, but it highlighted a rift that had been widening silently over time.

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A man and woman arguing | Source: Shutterstock

This whole ordeal has made me question not only my actions but also the dynamics of our relationships. It’s painful to think that a friendship I cherished could be so fragile under the weight of mistrust and misunderstanding. As I ponder the future, I wonder if there’s a way to mend the bridges or if this incident has forever altered the course of our friendship.

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A man and woman standing back to back with their heads in their hands | Source: Shutterstock

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I'm left asking myself and, I guess, all of you: was I really to blame for wearing that dress, or is this about something much deeper than a mere color choice at a wedding? What do you think?

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A confused woman with her hands in the air | Source: Shutterstock

If you enjoyed this story, you might also like one about a woman who was left heartbroken when the man she was set to marry disappeared on their wedding day. Years later, they met up again.

My Fiancé Disappeared without a Trace on Our Wedding Day – 2 Years Later, I Came Face-to-Face with Him

As Serena is about to walk down the aisle, her father tells her that the groom, Dave, has disappeared. Two years later, Serena bumps into Dave, finally allowing him to explain why he left.

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A confused bride with her head in her hands | Source: Pexels

I know that judgment comes with marrying young — people always assume that it's because you're pregnant.

I wasn't pregnant, but I was twenty-four and believed that I had found the love of my life, Dave. We met in the hallways of our college. Dave was studying philosophy, and I was studying biology.

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After two years together, he proposed, and I agreed without hesitation. We began to plan our wedding with enthusiasm. We wanted it to be the best party we had ever thrown. I even bought my fairytale bridal gown off the rack because I could see myself walking down the aisle in it, with Dave looking on from the opposite end.

But then, after a year of planning our wedding down to the tiniest details, everything changed.

On the wedding day, I remember feeling the most joy I had ever felt. I stood in the venue's dressing room, putting on my shoes and feeling the butterflies I had felt the day I met Dave.

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White bridal shoes | Source: Pexels

Anyway, when it was time for the ceremony to begin, I walked to the front of the venue, to the very spot my father would be leading me in a few hours. I peered through the lace curtain at the entrance of the church, something that I had insisted on having so that I could see the guests before they saw me. I just wanted to get a sneak peek of Dave, but he wasn't there.

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"Serena," my father said. "Dave's not answering his phone. His parents have been trying to reach him for the past thirty minutes. Did something happen?"

I shook my head, unable to believe the words that came out of my father's mouth.

"Listen, honey, we may have to call it off."

"Let me call him," I told my father. "He'll answer."

"His phone is off, Serena."

After that, I can only remember returning to the dressing room and changing into the sweatpants I wore when my hair and makeup were done.

I felt numb. I sat there for at least two hours, huddled on the floor with my wedding dress pooled around me. My parents kept checking up on me. But I had no energy to speak. I had texted Dave nonstop. I knew that he wasn't getting any of my messages, but I just needed to do something.

Dave had been distant for the past few weeks. It was clear that, now, he had finally decided to make that distance permanent.

Eventually, my friend, Gina, walked in and sat down with me. She wiped my tear--stricken face with her hands, my mascara staining her fingers.

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"Come," she said. "Let's get you home."

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Bride and father | Source: Unsplash

It's been two years since that day, and the thought of reliving that nightmare still haunts me. I'm alone, too, unable to get into another long-term relationship.

But as fate would have it, something unexpected happened yesterday. I was about to meet a friend for lunch when I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around, I came face to face with Dave.

He looked older, tired, and as though he had been through some tough times — but he was unmistakably the man I had once loved. His eyes were filled with sorrow and longing, and his smile was a faint memory of our shared happiness.

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"I know you hate me, Serena. I would, too. But know I love you, and I had no choice but to leave."

"Leave me at our wedding, you mean?" I said, finding my voice.

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Upset man | Source: Unsplash

"Just give me ten minutes to explain everything, and then you can decide."

At first, I didn't want to give him that pleasure — he didn't deserve a moment of understanding. But then, I looked at him and how much older he looked since I had last seen him; I realized I needed to know what had happened.

I texted my friend, telling her I was running late. We got takeaway coffees and sat down on a bench. I hoped that whatever he said would give me closure.

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Then, I let him explain himself.

Dave revealed that on our wedding day, just an hour before the ceremony, he had received a phone call from his doctor — he had been having a few issues in the weeks leading up to the wedding, but he chalked it up to wedding stress.

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Takeaway coffee cup | Source: Pexels

"It wasn't," Dave said, looking at his shoes. "I was diagnosed with Huntington's Disease — it's rare, Serena, and it's an inherited genetic disorder. How would I have married you, knowing that I had a disease that came with no cure? And worse, that I could pass it down to our children?"

"But why didn't you tell me?" I asked, my voice shaky.

"I was scared, terrified even. I thought that, in my way, I was protecting you. You're still so young, and I know you want children. I've decided that I won't have kids. Not when there's a chance that they'll get this disease."

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I shook my head at him. I felt betrayed that he didn't share this with me, but it also broke my heart that he had been facing it alone.

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Doctor with patient | Source: Pixabay

Then, Dave went on to say that he was getting medical care and was trying to manage his symptoms as well as he could. He was also in therapy, working through his issues and building himself up again.

"Were you looking for me? Now?" I asked, wondering why our paths had never crossed for two years.

Dave shook his head.

"No, I wasn't ready. But when I saw you now, I knew it was now or never — and I needed to say my bit and give you some peace."

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As we talked, it became clear that while there was still love between us, too much had changed. I had spent two years rebuilding my life and learning to be independent, and Dave was healing.

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Couple sitting on bench | Source: Unsplash

I couldn't be his support system, mainly because I had only learned of his illness now. I wasn't prepared for this. And I knew I would constantly wonder when he would walk out again.

In the end, I watched him walk away. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for the man who had once been my everything. Life had dealt him a difficult hand, I'll give him that.

"You're thirty minutes late," my friend Gina said when I eventually met her.

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"I'll explain everything," I said, looking at the menu.

I hope Dave gets to live the life he always dreamed of. And I am grateful that we bumped into each other on the sidewalk. I got the closure I needed.

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Woman looking at a menu | Source: Pexels

Would you have done anything differently?

Here's another story for you: As Allie plans her dream wedding, her vision board guides her every step. However, when searching for her wedding dress, she encounters prejudice due to her skin color...

Read the full story here.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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