Sounds like my sister. She never planned my bachelorette party like she offered to (unbeknownst to me), so my dad had to plan it after realizing that she had made no plans. Then she showed up late to it. She was late to my rehearsal dinner, and then didn't show up to my bridal shower the next morning at all because I had ignored her at the rehearsal dinner (I hadn't, actually, although I should have).

She was two hours late to hair and makeup on the wedding day. Then when she showed up, she bitched and moaned and caused a scene about her bridesmaid dress. I mean, seriously, I'm standing there, all done with my pictures, in my dress, no complaints, eating a cookie, and she's crying and screaming for double-sided tape and yelling at me that her dress doesn't fit like my sister-in-law's did.

Then after the ceremony, she comes up to me during the reception about five minutes before she was supposed to give a toast and says that she's not going to give it because I was mean to her at the rehearsal dinner. I tell her to fuck off, and she went and cried to my dad for about twenty minutes. Whatever, I had my friend give one and it was beautiful and a million times better than the toast that my sister probably hadn't bothered to write.

Then at our second wedding reception the next week (I'm white and my husband is Pakistani - they have lots of wedding events!), she comes up to me during the reception, completely drunk, and says that she hopes that I regret our relationship. Me. I said, "Look, we can totally have this conversation, just not in the middle of my wedding..."and before I finished, she started bawling again and cried to my mom this time for the rest of the evening. Then she smoked cigarettes in my mother-in-law's house and broke the window trying to cover it up.

Yeah....we don't really talk anymore. If I could do it all again, I wouldn't have asked her to be my bridesmaid, but I was trying to not give her an excuse to be crazy since I knew that I was wanted my future sister-in-law in the wedding. Luckily, my sister hardly ever shows up for family functions, and when she does, she's late and leaves early. Good riddance - I'm glad I don't have to deal with her anymore. And luckily, I have a wonderful sister-in-law.

Whew, it felt good to get all that out.