Today I modeled (well, “modeled”) in a fashion show that was part of a bridal extravaganza. As soon as I walked into the venue at 10am, I knew that this was one of those textbook occasions where I should’ve just said “NO.” I have never, ever, been the type of girl to daydream about weddings. Ask my parents, or my friends, or anyone that has brought up the topic of a wedding in my presence. I don’t place nearly as much emphasis on them as 99% of American females do. Before you shockingly ask yourself why, perhaps you should just mosey on over to your next local bridal show.

From the moment I walked in, a number of cliche love quotes starting running through my head, only to reaffirm my hypothesis–> weddings do not prove love; not real love anyway.
Think about these…

You don’t marry someone you can live with – you marry the person who you cannot live without. Unknown Author

Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well… Vincent van Gogh 

Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all. St. Augustine 

To love another person is to see the face of God. Les Miserables 

Whoever loves becomes humble. Those who love have so to speak pawned a part of their narcissism. Sigmund Freud 

So although these are borderline corny, these descriptions of “love” do not include any reference to the extravagance associated with the modern wedding. Isn’t love between a husband and a wife supposed to be unconditional? I don’t think forcing your spouse, your parents, or yourself to go broke, in order to throw the biggest wedding, is what Sigmund Freud had in mind. You can’t say you love your man unconditionally, if you condition such love upon his agreement to let you throw a huge wedding.

For example, I love cake just as much as any American, and I can appreciate a good episode of “Cake Boss,” but nobody really needs to spend thousands of dollars on something that is going to be consumed and later excreted. Why not just hop onto Google, and look up ways to make your own sweet wedding cake. I would have way more fun screwing up a cake with my Mother, and then dimming the lighting at the reception to cover its flaws, than I would having to remember the fancy $5,000 cake 3 years later when I’m still paying for it. And this is just one example, weddings are cash-cows. They are a commercialization of Hollywood love, which is why our country has the hardest time keeping our divorce rate down.

A wedding should not be stressful. It should not break families apart, or force them to go broke in order to satisfy a childish dream of a huge wedding that in fact will only last a few hours. Wake up girls. If you truly love the man who will be waiting at the end of the aisle, then forget the overpriced flower arrangements, and spend more time in Bora Bora doing the dirty dirty.


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