I know some will argue that I shouldn’t feel obligated to be happy about my wedding. It’s a very
Feministy thing to be “genuine” even if that means showing annoyance at annoying things. Thing is, I want to be happy and excited. I’d love to be the societally-approved Bride who is over the moon about the whole thing (it is my conviction that those girls all have wedding planners and lots of money).
Let’s talk about this for a second.
Specifically, the societally-approved Bride bit. I think that statement above perfectly summarizes why this blog exists!
Can I be blunt? Yes? You must give “societally-approved Bride-ism” the big, fat finger. Even if that means you WANT a reception line.
What if you dream in pink tulle a la Steel Magnolias? Tissue paper bells, pairs of white doves, inter-locking gold bands? Does it get you crazy-wedding-hot? Then rock on with your bad self.
You get what I mean though, right?
Do what works for you and LOVE it. Revel in it. To do so, you will have to make concessions. I had to stop reading certain blogs. I had to accept the fact that I was EXCITED about being a bride and not the oh-so-cool-and-aloof-adult-woman I thought I was supposed to be. Eff that, homies. I decided to get my bride on like Donkey Kong. So whatever that means to you? Do it. Do it hard and don’t let anyone tell you differently.