Category: my imaginary wedding

On how my original imaginary location is out

We visited my original imaginary location on the last day of the great wedding location search.  It was the 5th location we saw that day and getting there involved a boat.  We were zonked, but watching the sun set across the water was the epitome of wedding romance.  I imagined our guests looking at the moon glistening on the water and was giddy.  And we saw the beautiful ballroom again and I really wanted it to happen.  Wasn’t it my special day?  Weren’t all my dreams supposed to come true—damn the expense?  The lovely lady we talked to came back with a quote, and it was at the top of our budget–to my eternal gratitude she made it workable.

But…The space was too big for us—a ballroom for 300 not our 120.  And we wouldn’t have the cash for a big band or outrageous cocktails which, believe me, is what the space calls for.  (And giant centerpieces with feathers!)  So we thought about other ways we could do it, and we thought some more.  And then we said no to my original imaginary wedding location.  So sad, but the right thing to do.

On finding an Imaginary Wedding location for two

I’m pretty flexible on the wedding location.  The man I love has wedding fantasies of his own, and I want him to get what he wants.  When he saw how depressed I was about the soulless wedding location, he was ready to nix it immediately.  But so far, it’s the only place we can afford, so we really can’t.  I already nixed a perfectly lovely spot cause it was just too valley for me, even though I loved the woman we talked to and she really knew her stuff.  And when we saw the beautiful modern loft space with exposed brick and a lounge-y garden, he got to nix that (to modern for him).  It is surprising, actually, that we agree on as much as we do.  But I’m getting worried.

My Imaginary Wedding

So we waited for a while, enjoying things, and then I called up my imaginary wedding venue.  The rental fee is reasonable—this I already knew.  The per person dinner fee: $42-96.  Heavy, but possibly ok.  Here’s what I didn’t know: there is a $12,000 food and beverage minimum.  Whaaaaat?!  They sent over a handy dandy sheet: just location, food and beverage, set up, and insurance: around $22,000.  !!!!

On my no longer quite so imaginary wedding

So now I’m really getting married.  Here is what I have to change: I have to stop saying “if.”  As in, not “if we get married” but “when we get married.”  Not “if I buy a wedding dress,” but when I do.  I’m buying a wedding dress?

And what to do about this blog?  I expected to be happily posting along about my imaginary wedding for quite some time.  And now it’s a real wedding.  But all weddings are a bit fabulous, a bit imaginary, aren’t they?  A little bit a of a fairy tale, a little bit of our own personal myth and story?  So I think I’ll just continue to imagine, undeterred.  

On Destination Weddings

I think that a destination wedding should be a lot like the Love Boat: a ton of activities and you should check in with the bartender very often.  As much as I love weddings as a guest, they can really stress you out.  Maybe this is just me, but when I was single, there was some internal conflict involved with watching people devote their lives to each other.  This was along the lines of: They seem so happy!  I will die alone!

So, as the guest, anything that that took my mind off the fact that I was on the Love Boat completely and utterly was really appreciated.  Often, this was alcohol.  But activities were nice, too.  I love all these wedding where people are playing boules or bocce or croquet.  So awesome!

For my imaginary wedding, I have many activities planned.  I think I am going to have one friend take charge of each activity and “host” it for the group.  I just think if you are going to have a destination wedding, exploit your destination.  Who knows the next time people will be able to afford to come to Aruba/Florence/Deluth?  Show them what the town has to offer, because you are not just getting married, you are taking them on a cruise.  

Your favorite bartender and mine!

Your favorite bartender and mine!

A Shotgun Wedding

For fun I thought I would create some imaginary weddings.  Possibly absurd imaginary weddings.  Here is the first: A Shotgun Wedding

Most people don’t think guns and weddings are a good combination, and there is a reason for that.  But if I were pregnant and getting married, and I wanted to have fun with the idea (while still having a meaningful wedding), this is what I would do.  

My first wedding board ever!

My first wedding board ever!

On the best man or the mystery of male friendship revealed

I have a good memory of a friend’s complete confusion on her finance’s choice of Best Man.  Not only did she not like the guy, she was confused as to why he was chosen.  “They’ve barely spent anytime together in the last few years,” she said, a strange look on her face.  It was, to our female ways of thinking, a mystery.  Isn’t a friend or best friend someone you talk to often?  Shouldn’t a Best Man be the guy who is involved in the texture of your guy’s day-to-day life? 

The man that I love said this in the context of talk about his potential best man.  He said that even though they were out of touch, he would pick an old friend because he had the best stories.  Eureka!  Although I might pick a best friend as my maid of honor, I now understand that a guy would pick the friend that was with him the time he was almost arrested for peeing on a tree.

What if I’m the only one that wants a wedding?

My ex was not exactly pro-wedding.  So the last thing I want to do is force anyone in to this a second time.  I asked the man I love if he or his family would rather we go to city hall or elope or something.  He said if we did, his parents would be ok, probably a bit disappointed.  But his grandmothers would NOT BE PLEASED.  Oh lord—the grandmothers!  Must have a wedding!

A harmless postcard?

A few days ago I bought an item for my imaginary wedding.  (The interweb is a little dangerous, no?)  This I guess is where the imaginary wedding planning (cute) crosses the line into real (crazy?).  But I had an idea for the wedding that utilizes a vintage postcard, and then I saw one on Ebay…

Which means that a physical manifestation of my imaginary wedding is heading to the house.  Does that make it real?  Nope, because I’m not engaged.  Maybe I’m just starting a vintage postcard collection…

Not my postcard, but adorable.  Happy almost Thanksgiving!

Not my postcard, but quite adorable. Happy almost Thanksgiving!

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