Hawaii is the beautiful backdrop for the honeymoon that was saved for by pinching pennies. Much planning went into the trip because we were going to be there for two weeks. I could hardly wait to get started. The Honeymoon from Hell is my true story. It takes place in 1966 when going that far for a honeymoon was a bit unusual. What was to have been the dream honeymoon of a lifetime turned into one endless disaster after another. From wheels up to "home at last" and everything in between, if it could go wrong, it did. As I look back at all that went wrong, I now laugh; but at the time, it was not funny and had me in tears.

Reprint of the original, first published in 1874.

Reprint of the original, first published in 1874.

Covering such wedding staples as attendants, invitations, registries, showers, the ceremony, the reception, and thank yous, Etiquette guru Jeanne Hamilton will give numerous examples of bad etiquette that should be avoided at all costs, such as: -No bride owns the calendar. Insisting that everyone within your acquaintance had not dare schedule their wedding anywhere within a six month time period labels you as a classic Bridezilla. -Sponsored wedding, at which vendors who donate their services are offered the opportunity to put their logos on various wedding related paper products. -It is never wise to make bridesmaid offers while in the grip of fluttery, just-engaged emotions. You may have to rescind those offers later when you realize you were just a bit too hasty. Once having made the offer, it is extraordinarily ungracious to rescind it, unless you want a seething friend or sister using your engagement photo as a dartboard. -Enclosing a blank deposit form for a bank account bearing the names of the bride and the groom with the invitation. And much more! This is a hilarious exploration of how weddings can literally drive people mad.

No groom? No Problem. When her fiancé tries to turn their wedding into a publicity stunt, Jenna ditches the nuptials—and the groom she shouldn’t have been with in the first place—and skips straight to the honeymoon. The getaway driver, her ex-fiancé’s former business partner, Zach, is the perfect guy to help reshape her romantic newlywed itinerary into an anti-couple, anti-romance, anti-honeymoon adventure for two. They trade couples yoga for kickboxing lessons. Five-star dining on the beach for pizza and beer at a dive bar. Forget couples massage—Jenna’s getting that tattoo she’s always wanted, and dares Zach to get one, too. And those naughty boudoir pics she took in place of romantic sunset snaps? Those aren’t going in anyone’s wedding album. Not that Zach will forget them anytime soon. As each item on Jenna’s anti-couples list is checked off, the anti-honeymoon with Zach feels more and more like the real thing, and she wishes the list was just a little bit longer...and even steamier.