I'm wearing these workout pants that have a small hole in the butt, my favorites of course, but like 15 years old. So the photographer doesn't show up, the florist drops off buckets of flowers and leaves. I'm scrambling to put together all my flowers, I finally get everything set up and look up to a room full of people, my officiant standing up front waiting for me. I say give me two minutes and run up to the hotel room, say oh sh*t, I don't even have time for a shower out loud, and get lost. I finally make it to my room but can't find anyone to help me with the corset back of my dress, not to mention my hair is in a pony tail, and I'm not wearing any make-up, so apparently my MUA was a no show too.