It's Tourrettes Syndrome. Idiot! Gosh!
"Our gal is an A-list, top-notch, big-city, big-business wedding planner who has masterminded her own perfect wedding not only because she deserves the greatest wedding imaginable but because she wants to land the big fish - her presumably engaged, celebrity, billionaire, businessman (and old flame). He will attend her own wedding to experience her genius first hand. Her fiancé is very laid back. He's a high school teacher, coach and self-proclaimed simple guy. That's what we know.
What we don't know is that her best friend, maid of honor and 'disgruntled employee' has her own vows for this day. She's devising a future that includes planning her boss's ex's wedding herself. To make things worse there's an X-factor. A common friend of theirs means well but has a knack for being in the right place at the perfect time doing the wrong thing.
The table is set as:
-A surprise gift leads to a drunken priest.
-A fabricated contest leads to the bride's mom and the groom's mom wearing the exact same dress.
-A bridesmaid has bad timing and Terrets syndrome.
-A groomsman has equally bad timing and narcolepsy.
-An extravagant food fight undermines an exquisite wedding hall.
-And. . . An Elvis impersonator leads the band.
As the wedding progresses into a hellish nightmare, her fiancé is pushed further and further away and into the arms of his angelic co-worker and confidant. Where will he find true romance? In his new wife or the forbidden fruit? Can the go-getter, wedding planner fend off advances from her billionaire ex-lover and salvage her own wedding, marriage and reputation? And. . . Will the best man ever stop talking?"