Day 7 – Your dream wedding
I’m going to be honest – I’m not one of those girls who continually dreams of her wedding.
I used to be. In high school and even into my very early 20’s, I daydreamed of my wedding. You know, the simple details. The dress. The first dance. The flowers. The wedding party. The food (hey! It’s important). I used to think that I would be married by 22 or 23. Once I realized that wasn’t going to happen, I stopped thinking about my wedding. It became weird for me to be planning something that maybe would never happen, with a phantom groom. Oh, I’m sure I will be married one day, but I have no idea when. For all I know, it’ll be when I’m in a nursing home. And that’s okay. I’ll hold off on planning it until I have that engagement ring on my finger. My mother – that’s a different story. If you ask her details about my wedding, she will tell you what dress I am supposedly wearing (she’s insisting I wear Vera Wang), my hairstyle, the location, etc. I like to tell people that my mother has been dreaming about my wedding much longer than I ever have.
But for the purposes of this post, here is what I want for my future wedding. I know that my wedding will be like traditional Italian weddings, in which the wedding takes place late morning or very early afternoon. I will be wearing a pretty dress, designer or no. My wedding music will be a mix of dance music and classic rock, and “Butterfly Kisses” will NOT be on the playlist. I have no interest in having a big wedding – only VERY close family and close friends, for two reasons. One – it’s much more intimate to share such a special day with those you love the most in life. Two – I can spend more money on food if I have fewer guests. Damn it, I want amazing food at my wedding. I refuse to cave into the Texan tradition of tacos and steak. NO. Twenty years after my wedding, I want people to say, “Jenny’s wedding? Best food ever.” I want my guests to have the time of their lives as they celebrate something so wonderful with me. And when I do finally get married, it will be to someone who I can’t see myself living without, someone who gives me butterflies every time I see him, someone who completes me, all that jazz.
So that’s that. The details will fill in themselves when the time is appropriate.