Tom and I got married in a court house.
I was 19. Pregnant. Wearing black.
I was never one of those kids who dreamed about what her wedding would be like. I didn't walk around with a pillowcase on my head and pretend it was my veil. So it didn't bother me that I was married in a court house.
Now, at our ten year anniversary, I wore white. I had a proper wedding dress. I renewed my vows on the Grand Staircase of the (obviously fake) Titanic.
But again. It was small. Simple.
Here are the reasons why I could not have had a big wedding:
1. I couldn't care less about colors. Apparently when you plan a wedding you need to have a color scheme. Why? Does it matter what color the tablecloth is? So long as it's clean, it can be neon green for all I care. I cannot get myself excited over colors.
2. I don't care about a theme. Some people have a beach theme. Others have a Mardi Gras theme. If people asked what my theme was I'd be all, "Um, getting married? Isn't that the point of all of this?" I'm not one of those giggly women that would gasp, "My theme is LOVE and HEARTS!" I'd want to slap myself.
3. I'd get insulted if someone didn't like the food at my wedding. The main reason for a wedding is to watch a couple exchange vows, is it not? So if someone is all, "I didn't like the chicken," I'd be all, "Well, you know, stop someplace on your way home from my wedding and pick up your own meal then." I love food but I wouldn't complain if my steak was dry at at wedding.
4. Centerpieces. Most of the time they're too large and they block your view from the people across from you. So you're twisting to and fro, probably knocking into the person beside you as this awful thing with orchids or colored stones rises in front of your face. You cannot make conversation with the people across from you easily. I wouldn't bother with centerpieces. Who really CARES about centerpieces?
5. Honestly, I'd probably just have a giant dessert area and say screw the meal. Don't people want a cupcake or a giant piece of pie anyway?
6. I don't like being the center of attention. I wouldn't want to walk down an aisle and have everyone stare at me. I'd trip. It was awkward enough to have everyone in that Titanic museum stop and stare as Tom and I renewed our vows. You could rent out the whole place but it was costly, so we just did the vows with the museum open. This meant anyone who wanted to witness us was able to, and my face was SO red. I kept thinking, "I probably have a booger smeared across my cheek and don't even realize it!" (I didn't, thank goodness..)
7. The first dance. Again, going with the number above, I don't like being the center of attention. And also, I don't dance. Yes we could slow dance, but I'd find some way to trip and fall on my face.
8. I'd actually want to keep my bouquet and not throw it. I'd also blush like mad when Tom removed my garter. I'd probably fart from being so nervous. It would just turn into this awful thing.
9. It would bother me that guests would expect food at cocktail hour. Wouldn't I be serving food at the reception? Why do I have to keep feeding people?
10. I probably wouldn't have the something blue, something new, and something borrowed. I didn't at my court house wedding. I might have had it at my vow renewal but only because my friends and family got that stuff. Small details like that simply don't pop into my mind.
Some people love throwing big weddings. That's okay. I'd enjoy GOING to a big wedding. I just personally couldn't do it.
My daughter? I can see her wanting a big wedding.
We should probably start saving now.