I’ve never been the kind of girl who gets fixated on her wedding day. To be clear, I adore the concept of marrying two people to cement a relationship. I salute anyone organizing a wedding.
But I can’t help but sneer at the entire procedure. The fact that the majority of society adheres to the same planning process for weddings is not my fault. Here are some things I won’t do in advance of my big day because I follow my own path:.
Concentrate on every single detail.
I’ll be completely honest here and say that I have no idea what makes one wedding invitation different from another. I typically receive five different pieces of mail in a single envelope. I don’t know how to read cursive writing, and the paper feels pricey.
I can assure you that just one piece of paper required weeks and hundreds of dollars to complete. Then, there are the seating arrangements, bouquet, flowers, linens, and table settings.
(I have just passed out.
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Become the Bridezilla.
My Type A personality would not function well in the decision-making role of “bride,” as I am reasonably aware of myself.
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When all is said and done with the wedding planning, I want the people I love to still love me. I want to relish this engagement as well. We could be binge-watching Netflix shows in our pjs instead of dragging my fiancé to cake tastings and wedding venues.
Take standardized engagement pictures.
Seriously, though: Why are you staring into her eyes like that?
I don’t understand why in the woods you’re walking away from the camera.
I desire a dog. Confetti is what I want. I want something other than flannel and uncombed hair. Please, people, give me something.
Discard Extra Showers.
Probably the most annoying aspect of weddings is this. Even having people watch me open presents is not something I want to watch you do.
Susan, you’re right; I adore the 10-piece cake set and complementary baking pan you gave me. However, I think everyone will agree that there are more worthwhile activities for us to engage in than eating finger sandwiches and chit-chatting with your aunt from Virginia.
Drag People To A Ceremony That Lasts An Hour.
The wedding scene from “Love, Actually” is very endearing to watch. But attending a real wedding ceremony typically involves butt sweat, lots of “awws,” ogling at every girl’s dress, and wincing as the minister reads Corinthians 13:4.
Set Up A Countdown.
I appreciate you telling me that there are 234 days left until your special day. It’s like saying your child is 32 weeks old, I don’t know what that means.
It’s foolish.
If it’s a month away, let me know.
Make it “My” day rather than “our” day.
I take this seriously.
I’m getting married, so it’s not just about me on this day.
I have a feeling that he will find today to be just as memorable as I do. I don’t want him to have any voice at all.
I might not agree with everything he wants to include, I admit that. However, if I didn’t let him make some decisions, I’d feel self-centered.
I apologize for organizing the wedding the way I have.
The fact that my family is dysfunctional like everyone else’s has affected how I view the wedding process.
Additionally, social media has made me uninterested in anything traditional. Maybe I’ll run away. Maybe I won’t send out 200 invitations. I won’t apologize for that though.
Dress for the wedding.
All this really means is that I won’t be sporting a cupcake on my body.
Consider it to be everything.
In actuality, I care much more about what happens after this day than anything else. Yes, I do want my wedding day to be unique and memorable.
The prelude to my actual marriage, however, is all that it is to me. While I haven’t dreamed about my wedding day specifically, I have dreamed about the person I will be sharing it with. What really matters to me is that.
Many people have said that they can hardly recall their wedding days when they think back on them. But they do recall all the tension that had built up before them.
I apologize, but that sounds like the worst possible nightmare.
