Wedding Traditions Part Deux

Giving Away the Bride
Remember that “Women’s Studies” class you considered taking in college? Allow us to summarize what you would have learned: All of our society’s gender issues stem from the fact that fathers once used their daughters as currency to a) pay off a debt to a wealthier land owner, b) symbolize a sacrificial, monetary peace offering to an opposing tribe or c) buy their way into a higher social strata. So next time you tear up watching a beaming father walk his little girl down the aisle, remember that it’s just a tiny, barbaric little hold over from the days when daughters were nothing but dollar signs to daddy dearest. And that veil she’s wearing? Yeah, that was so the groom wouldn’t know if he was stuck with an uggo until it was time to kiss the bride and too late to back out on the transaction. (There is also some superstitious B.S. about warding off evil spirits, but we think you’ll agree that hiding a busted grill from the husband-to-be is a more practical purpose.)

We are partaking in this one, only I'm having both parents walk me down the aisle. I haven't decided what their answer to the question, "Who gives this woman to be married to this man?" will be, but it will probably resemble the answer Daddy gave when Cube asked permission in the first place, "It's her decision." Maybe Mama says, "Her Father and I do." That seems fitting, especially since she's always said, "She's all mine and part Daddy's," since I was born. Or maybe the question isn't asked at all. I mean, who ever pauses to see if anyone objects to the union of the happy couple anymore? That's just a YouTube horror video waiting to happen!

Any suggestions?

Tradishuuuun! Tradition! (sung to the tune from Fiddler on the Roof)

The White Wedding DressTechnically, today’s wedding gowns aren’t white. They are “Candlelight,” “Warm Ivory,” “Ecru” or “Frost.” But there was a time when a bride’s wedding attire was simply the best thing in her closet (talk about “off the rack”), and could be any color, even black. To convince her groom that she came from a wealthy family, brides would also pile on layers of fur, silk and velvet, as apparently grooms didn’t care if his wife-to-be reeked of sweaty B.O. as long as she was loaded. It was dear ol’ Queen Victoria (whose reign lasted from 1837-1901) who made white fashionable. She wore a pale gown trimmed in orange blossoms for her 1840 wedding to her first cousin, Prince Albert. Hordes of royal-crazed plebeians immediately began to copy her, which is an astonishing feat considering that People Magazine wasn’t around to publish the Super Exclusive Wedding Photos, or instruct readers on how to Steal Vicki’s Hot Wedding Style.

~Stolen from http://www.mentalfloss.com/

Incidently, this is not the reason I'm wearing royal purple at my party.

Like My Best Friends

Since I'm getting married in 30 days (yippee) and moving into a 1-bedroom apartment with my new husband, I've been downsizing my belongings. Now, I'm not yet down to only owning only 100 items, but I'm proud to say I've deleted a few things from my collection*. The most difficult classification of clutter for me is books. Now, I don't consider them clutter; I consider them my best friends, so saying "good-bye" has more to do with emotion then square footage. Luckily a blog I read lists some important questions to ask about a book before one decides to keep it on her self. I'm not so sure this will make a difference, but hey, I promise not to apply the principles to my true** best friends!


*This is pretty much a moot point when it comes to space though, seeing as how we've received several thousand pounds worth of wedding gifts, but it's the thought that counts right?

**Read: human

Reading Comprehension Quiz

"A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed."

Well, it looks like at least 5 of the Supreme Court justices can read. God bless their 1st grade teachers!

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Code Cracker

I'm back in! I totally forgot how to post, my password, my userid, everything. That's what I get for setting up this blog back during my National Board saga! Oh well...
Now it's all wedding, wedding, wedding... Only 38 days, people! Or is it 37? I can't keep up!
I'm getting excited though..
Ok, enough gushing. I''ll post someting worth reading later.
Glad to be back!