Here is just one of the "horror stories" posted on a site focused on bridesmaids:
"I was the maid of honor in my best friends wedding and we had gorgeous Watters and Watters gowns that cost a pretty penny. Well, after the reception as the bride and groom were riding off in their limo, the best man and I made a mad dash for the honeymoon suite to decorate it with candles and rose petals. We set the lights low, turned on some soft music, and ran a bubble bath. Our plan was to leave the suite through the upstairs door just as they were coming in the downstairs door. My last job was to turn off the bath at the last minute so it would remain nice and warm. Everything was set to go and we were running right on time. However, just as I was turning off the bath, I smelled something burning. It was me! The bonehead best man left a burning candle on floor right by the bathtub and my gorgeous dress caught on fire and we had to hurry and put it out and get rid of the burnt smell before they caught us in the room. We made it out just in time- the best man with a sheepish grin on his face, and me with a huge whole in the bottom of my gown.""
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