It's a horror story straight out of a Jameela Jamil Instagram.
A poster who identified as an event planner created a throwaway Reddit account so her disclosure can't be traced.
The scene: what the planner describes as "wedding of the two fairly wealthy families took place on a family property in a historic barn." The ceremony went without incident, but it was before the first dance that the bride's tummy started to rumble.
To provide context—and to make us feel bad for laughing at her—she described the bride as "quite a bridezilla," but who wouldn't be if they were wealthy and owned a historic barn.
I was speaking to the caterer when I happened to glance over and see the most curious blend of expressions pass over th brides face, and she frantically waved down my assistant. A few moments later, my headset beeped on, and my assistant said "we have an issue". It turns out that the bride had gambled on a fart and lost in a big way. Now, the bride was wearing a huge, full ball gown, with a fitted, bones strapless top in a sort of embellished mesh. Underneath, she had a shaper garment and hoops and slips. We had already realized there was zero way of her going to the bathroom: we had issues getting her into a limo, and having her use a portajohns meant one of us would have to get personal. That was my assistants job. I radioed to everyone to expect a fifteen minute delay, and they headed towards the tent.