I don’t get invited to many weddings these days, mostly because we’re in a weird stage where a lot of people we know are already long-married (or no longer married), their kids aren’t old enough yet to take the plunge, and even most of our neighbors, coworkers, etc. skew to a similar demographic, meaning that they’re not getting hitched any time soon, either.
Once upon a time, though, we were in full wedding bloom. One summer alone, Spouse and I were in a total of six weddings between the two of us and invited to even more. So we’ve definitely made the rounds and danced to “YMCA” enough for a lifetime.
The only wedding I’ve got on the horizon this summer is my dear, dear friend MA’s nuptials, set for next month in the Rocky Mountains. I can’t wait!
There was a great article in this month’s Glamour about wedding dos and don’ts.
My favorite tip, which was meant for the bride and groom:
Make sure to have at least one crazy drunk uncle on the dance floor, since an ironclad rule of weddings is that nobody ever notices or remembers the second-drunkest person.
Thank you to Drunk Uncles everywhere for allowing me to cut loose on the dance floor.
I also loved how they styled this pretty dress three ways for a beach, city or country wedding.