Easiest: My brother in a field in front of his trailer with beers in hand. Hardest: Destination wedding on an island. I disliked it.

Best: my cousint got married in Montreal and that was a wonderful time. Beautiful city and just a rare time when my mother didn’t act like an asshole. I was 13 and I looked SO nice.

Worst: my high school friend got pregnant at 18 by some Italian asshole, his mother was an immigrant Italian and hated her, and it was a rush wedding. I was a bridesmaid. The bridesmaids thought we’d take a silly photo of us with our dresses hiked up one leg in a quasi modeling pose, just for fun, and her new husband told her it looked slutty and not to do it. They’re still together, antivaxxers, convoy supporters, and her teeth are so rotten it’s unbelievable and sad. I know she cheated on him too. She at least got involved in a church and made some friends and took a trip to Asia, but yeah they just run a shitty pizza joint and live in the tiniest falling apart house in the world.

All of them are the worst. God, I hate going to weddings.

Best: Indian friend invited me to his wedding in India, 5 days straight of eating delicious food, rituals and ceremonies. As a European, this was entirely exotic to me. Also it was my first time in India and I did a little bit a tourist on the side of the events. Main wedding day had over 2000 people invited, traditional food service for lunch, ice cream booth. The ceremony was in an amphitheatre with the a temple built on stage entirely covered in flowers, it smelled very nice.

Worst: my wedding 😅. Married during COVID in a foreign country, my family were not allowed to travel, country on lockdown. It was my wife and I, ceremony was 3 minutes top-chrono. Witnesses provided by the municipality. It was still a great time, we had the photoshoot after and spend the week exploring Copenhagen without tourists. We had a celebration with family and friends 2 years later, it was very humble but everyone was so happy to meet after all the isolation and it was a great time too.

I’ve been to two. For one I was the designated driver.

Best - The one I didn’t go to

Worst - Distant family member’s, he was VERY VERY Christian and she was not so much and he sprung a VERY VERY Christian wedding on her. When the priest started going off about how “the wife is beholden to her husband in all ways, submits in all ways, obeys in all ways” her eyes went all big and she started subtly pulling away and oh man I could just FEEL the “GET ME OUT OF HERE I MADE A MISTAKE” waves radiating off of her. So awkward in the reception she looked close to tears the entire time.

Anything immediate family is pretty much competing for worst ranking, simply because of how much extra effort it is.

Out of 6 siblings, 3 have gotten married. Worst was the first, my brother. I was a groomsman - 1 out of 7, there a were 7 bridesmaids as well. A huge wedding party. Photos took -forever- and happened before the ceremony. It wasn’t too hot, but another groomsman (my other brother) ended up fainting (locked knees). We recovered from that. Later on, about an hour into a hour and a half ceremony (ridiculously long speeches) another faints. We’re all suffering because we’re standing for the entire ceremony.

Then it’s finally over, but like any good wedding they had to sacrifice on one aspect. - they hired catering from a friend of a friend, and the caterer’s crew were a no show (apparently they didn’t check the address when they agreed and when they checked and saw it was a 2 hour drive they just didn’t show up). So we all stepped up to help.

There was other shit too but despite outwardly going well that wedding gave me trauma.

Best would be my close friend’s wedding. Just a ceremony and photos. Indoors as well. Easy.

I’ve not been to many, but have had people repeatedly tell me our wedding was the best they’d ever been to, so I guess ours was the best by some measure. I have an enormous family, husband and I got together as adults so both had kids too, some grown, we ended up with 50 people only inviting immediate family (brothers, sisters, their partners and kids, our parents, our kids) the weather cooperated, we had open bar and only one person got too drunk, DJ not great but not bad, so much dancing, it was nothing super fancy nor bare bones, I would say nice enough so everyone could feel comfortable and not more.

If anyone is wondering, the things I think made it good - open bar, kids running around, good music, enough structure but not too much (a cocktail hour then ceremony then reception with music & a first dance, then food, then more partying, food left out for people to get more if they want, no assigned seating, tables pushed to edges so big dance floor and again I think open bar is a non negotiable, make sure there are plenty of non alcoholic options at the bar too)

I was forced by my idiot ex husband to go to a wedding of family I didn’t even know while one of our horses was at home dying of colic. Spent the day crying, was stared at disapprovingly by strangers and ended up eating some pink dessert with surprise salmonella. Returned home to a dead horse and three days throwing up with diarrhea.

I hate weddings and only have been to two including my own, so that would leave my own as the best one, getting married to the above mentioned idiot. Just us, our kid and my parents at the civil registry, then burger king. Fuck weddings, for real. Best day of my life my arse - I’ve always thought how awful that sounds because it means it only gets worse from there (and it did).

I could still mention a third wedding I refused to go to because idiot husband was too drunk to drive us there safely. Had to flee with the kid and hide at a friend’s place for a week to escape his rage (shouldn’t have returned, but was talked into going back by that ‘friend’ and the idiot).

Weddings trigger the shit out of me to the point where I make sure to not have friends who’d ever consider having a wedding and inviting me to it. I’m now proudly non-monogamous and happy among people who don’t have to make a big expensive thing around pretending they want to be together forever.

My little brother’s was both the best and the worst wedding I’ve ever been to in many ways. The mother of the bride stood up to make a speech and it was just insane. She opened with “eeee would have been giving this speech” (pointing at the bride’s stepfather), “but he’s just had a gastric band fitted”. She finished by saying how she didn’t feel she was losing a daughter, but she was gaining a friend … in (daughter’s name).

The bride’s family didn’t speak to any of us for most of the reception, there was an invisible line across the room with the two families on each side. The bride’s little brother with learning difficulties destroyed the cake by punching it repeatedly before anyone could get a piece. My family all got drunk and had a food fight during the reception. My little brother slept with someone else the night before the wedding and they separated the week after the wedding.

This was nearly 20 years ago, but we still laugh about it. God I wish someone had filmed that speech from the bride’s lunatic mother, it was amazing.

By far the best ones have been those that I had not been invited to.

Best man was trashed before it started. Grooms family sat in one corner and didn’t say anything the entire time. Baby daughter of the new couple had thrush or some other contagious disease. Was held at a VFW, where they had the attached bar still open.

Groom went partying that night and didn’t go home to his new wife.

Divorced within 2 years.

Best: None. Weddings are pretty boring. I had fun at mine I guess but I got chewed out afterwards because people kept coming to me and asking me to do things and apparently I was supposed to be glued to my new wifes side the whole time.

Worst: Went to a friends wedding, somehow got mistaken as the groom by the priest, which I cleared up, but then during the ceremony the priest said, “I believe that with the power of Jesus any marriage can work, even between people of different races” while looking directly at me, the only non-white (Lakota) person in the entire room.

I must have been lucky because of the many weddings I’ve been to between family and friends, none stand out as obvious worse ones. Sure, some were not the most exciting affairs with a standard ceremony + meal + dancing formula, but they were by no means bad.

As for the best, it’s a tie between two, both friend’s weddings. What stood them apart is that after the usual ceremony the party was held outdoors with bands playing music live, with the focus not on fancy and expensive stuff, but on letting people have fun with the newlyweds.

I reckon I’ve been pretty lucky. The handful I’ve attended haven’t been that bad.

The “worst” one, at least from my perspective, was probably a relative’s where I was an usher and messed up something with the church seating. The guests sorted that one out themselves when they thought I wasn’t looking. The wedding itself went without further problems, but that minor mess-up on my part will always stick with me.

The next “worst” was the one where the reception / after-party had a DJ who cranked the music volume another notch every 10 minutes. The venue had a literal decibel meter on the wall, and I think he had made it his goal to max that sucker out. I’ve been in clubs where the music is so loud you can’t hear your own voice when you’re talking (shouting) to someone else and this went well beyond that.

By contrast, the ceremony itself had been very demure and pleasant, in an English country manor house no less, and were it not for that DJ, it might have qualified as the best.

The best one was probably when I was a kid. I don’t have any memories of the church ceremony, which has to mean I was bored out of my mind, but must have behaved myself and there were no problems of any sort. I vaguely remember the reception in a function room at a hotel and there was nothing of note there that I remember either, except exploring the hotel. Weather was good. Must have been perfect.