6. PROPS!
I think the Producers of Don’t Tell the Bride have a deal with a prop company, as EVERYONE ends up at a Prop Store! Often looking for a giant crystal skull, a Las Vegas sign, giant Martini glass – you know, PROPS! It’s not a wedding without a prop? Is it? (It is.)
7. The Stag and Hen Do.
The £14,000 isn’t just there to pay for the wedding – oh no! The Bride and Groom get a Stag and Hen do paid for on Don’t Tell the Bride. Invariably you’ll see ‘The Lads’ hurrying off to a dream Stag Do location, living it up like money isn’t an object. The Hen Do for the Bride will usually be a terrible ‘outdoor’ activity – cut to lots of ladies in short skirts in high heels on the outskirts of a muddy field. Or, if they are really lucky the might have a table booked at a local ‘Hungry Horse’ with a crisp £20 behind the bar for ‘drinks. The Stags will declare the Groom a ‘top lad’, the Hens will say things like ‘what was he thinking?’ ‘does he even know bride’s name at all?!’.
8. The Bride finds her ideal dress.
Similar to point 5, the Bride will drag her posse to a nearby dress shop. She’ll try on several (VERY expensive) dresses, and no doubt fall in love with one in particular. The entourage will tell her how ‘perfect’ it is, how she ‘looks like a princess’. If you’re really lucky you’ll see a crushing look upon the Bride’s face when she remembers she’s on ‘Don’t Tell the Bride’ and she definitely won’t have this dress, or anything close to it.
9. The Groom finds A dress.
We’ll then switch back to the Groom and his entourage, schlepping towards ‘Bargain Brides’ or similar in pursuit of ‘A dress’. The Groom won’t have the faintest idea of his Bride to be’s size. They might offer helpful pointers to the staff, like “She’s a bit smaller than you but with bigger boobs”. They’ll then rummage through the shop like your Grandma at a Jumble Sale. Picking up dresses willy-nilly, and getting the shop staff to try them on. We’ll then see a grumpy member of staff wearing several dresses and the groom will eventually pick one, for no reason whatsoever other than boredom of shopping creeping in, and wanting to leave the feminine environment ASAP.
