As far as centerpieces, I'd have seasonal flowers in red, yellow, and white, picked by myself and friends, arranged by the aforementioned, in vases and small wicker baskets. The food would be pot-luck, but I'd specify people bring this or that (quiche, asparagus, ham). The cake would be buttercreme, none of that fondant shit.
For the bouquet, it'd be the same deal: some baby's breath, daisies possibly, some damask roses, and maybe black-eyed Susans, maybe. All from my mom's garden. Ideally, it'd be as local-or-organic as possible.
Clearly, I would have spent very little. Thus, I can afford this $2,000 masterpiece:

It's bloody gorgeous. Lace, train, an Edwardian throwback worth every fucking cent. Actually, it's the reason I'm writing this blog.
Anyway, in order to complement this monster, I'd need some godly, but not overly-snazzy dresses for my ladies.
Thus:
Legit, I love the color of the dress and shoes. No one would see my shoes, so they may as well see my bridesmaid's.
For the music, I'd hire a local band to play, have them bring some amps, and go to town. None of that DJ crap.
Oh, and I'd put up white Christmas lights wherever conceivable.
Yeeeah. That sounds like my perfect wedding.
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