Absolutely Awesome
After spending the first 25 years of my life being thoroughly responsible I abandoned gainful employment, sold the few things I had and roamed about seeing nouns (persons, places and things) and did new, interesting and/or fun things. Now I'm a few years older, find myself with a "career", am married with pets and even own a home, but remain committed to a wayward way of life.
With our wedding this summer I’ve been vacillating back and forth between extreme excitement and some form of extreme stress that I haven’t quite been able to pinpoint.
The excitement side is fairly straight-forward. I love my Christopher and we get to have a fantastic party with all our family and closest friends to celebrate formally and officially committing ourselves to sharing this love and a life together for always. And I get to do it in a fabulous dress.
The stress part was somewhat unexpected. I’ve been organizing much larger events for over a decade at this point, one itty-bitty-little wedding?? No problem. I failed, however, to realize a few key points that differentiate weddings from just about anything else.
Mostly it boils down to people get crazy when it comes to weddings and most wedding hoopla really doesn’t appeal to me.
Take, for instance, photography. Wedding photographers seem to start at the $2,000 mark – and that generally doesn’t include actual photographs, just the taking of the photographs. The average cost I was seeing for fully documenting the wedding and getting some actual prints was about $3,500+. There was one photography package that was $14,995!!!!! Some of the wedding photographers create stunning works of art through their photography, but we would rather pay our mortgage. Also, it seems that as soon as you mention “wedding” the creative lens narrows and you get locked into notions of what wedding photos are supposed to be like. Though I admit to loving America’s Next Top Model, I do not want to have a photo shoot and my aim is not the cover of Bride magazine. I’d rather actually enjoy and participate in the day! But most people want the whole photo shoot thing and the unique, meaningful poses, when to me that just feels contrived. I want someone who will unobtrusively capture the day. I’d like those photos to be artful and of a high quality, but I’m not going to take time out of this special day to stage and set-up artificial scenes.
Take the example of wedding photographers and it can be translated into any other “wedding” whatever-er. Say you want dessert. In the normal world dessert can be pie, fruit, ice cream, cookies, cannoli, fudge, and so on. Dessert at a wedding, however, has to be a cake. Big cake, little cake, chocolate cake, white cake, 8-tiered cake, cupcake – it is all still just CAKE. Yet the cake must be “designed” and one must book a cake artist months in advance. Grammar check doesn’t even come close to understanding that phrase!
I’ve started to realize that a big part of the stress I’ve been feeling over the wedding stuff stems from my struggle around to create a day that is special and meaningful, but also authentic to who we are. When it comes to cake, I care about chocolate and how it tastes. How it looks is not a critical factor to me. Similarly when it comes to bridesmaids, I want my friends there to be a part of the day, help me wrestle into my dress and have a good time. I don’t care at all what shoes they wear or what they do with their hair – they are gorgeous and no one will even notice that they don’t have matching shoes.
Simple, easy, fun.
Simple, easy, fun.
Simple, easy, fun.
SAY IT!
This is my third spring since escaping the merciless winters back east and I’ve yet to adjust. Groundhog’s Day in those parts is a total joke. Even if good ol’ Phil predicted more winter, spring was much further off than a mere six weeks. April snowstorms were regular, there was a blizzard one year at the Mothers’ Day Marathon and it even snowed the day I graduated (May 19th) after a notably mild winter. No way was spring going to settle in by mid-March, let alone February.
For our honeymoon we toyed with the idea of a beach vacation in New Zealand, hiking the Fjords of Norther Europe or exploring the jungles of Costa Rica.
I love my Christopher and am very excited to be marrying him. When delving into many wedding details I get downright giddy and want to hug everyone. I nearly hugged the hag-ish woman at the bridal store when I finished ordering my dress.