My mom wore a traditional Finnish dress (if you go to
http://www.kansallispuvut.fi/puvut.htm and click on "Koillismaa" on the long list of names, you see a photo of that particular dress). My MIL wore something very elegant in pale blue/grey. They both looked lovely.

They get along very well and I rather suspect that they had called each other beforehand.
Our biggest wedding hassle was that when we arrived at the place of the reception on the morning of the wedding, the tables hadn't been set and what's more, they were still pushed against the walls and piled on top of each other. So the first thing I did on my wedding day was carry around some tables.

Luckily I had decided to get dressed there to not wrinkle my dress in the car, and quite a few of my friends were also there early (to rehearse something they wanted to perform at the reception), so we got everything set in time.
Our catering wasn't stellar for the rest of the day either but I don't think any of our guests really noticed. It just wasn't quite what I had asked for. I was a bit upset about it at the time but nowadays I just laugh when I think about it. All in all it was such a wonderful day because of the PEOPLE that were there, all our family and friends and most importantly, my dear husband and proclaiming our love in front of everyone. The whole wedding ceremony was lovely.
Another thing that happened was that a friend who played violin at the ceremony was so late that he slipped up to the organ loft while we were already at the altar. We never even noticed. I never to this day knew what exactly happened, something to do with a shirt...

And after the ceremony, the organist just slipped away before we had a chance to thank him or invite him to the reception.
My mom attends a lot of weddings because my dad is a Lutheran minister (um, is that the correct term to use in English for a Lutheran priest person?).

According to her, something ALWAYS goes wrong. actually my dad has some pretty funny stories a swell.

So don't get too stressed, it's how it's supposed to go.

Pauliina