You’re probably like me and get all kinds of weird e-mails that you haven’t asked for. …..Sometimes they’re interesting or useful. Othertimes, they are ridiculous, in Russian or nearly obscene.
Perhaps worst are those “smiley-face” mass e-mails you get from an old college friend. You know what I’m talking about – it’s the 10 funniest things a cat can do with a matchstick or how to know your husband is old.
In a recent survey, brides were asked: “If you have to cut out something, due to budget constraints, what would it be?”
Anybody who’s been intimately involved with a wedding recently knows how insanely expensive these occasions can be. I continue to marvel at those wedding TV shows, where the couple shows up at the bridal consultant to say they’ve got a $100,000 budget. I even saw one with a $1 million budget.
Why aren’t these people saving up for something big, like three months in Italy or something?
Anyway, back to the survey.
The brides said absolutely, no way they were giving up on the wedding dress/veil – the top answer at 58.78 percent. The next “not giving up” was the location for the ceremony and reception, and third oh-no was the bridegroom’s tux or suit.
Looking at things they said they could cut back on, the top item was “accessories.” I’m not sure if that means flowers or pearls or cufflinks. But I can see how any of that is easy to give up, if necessary, at 68.87 percent.
Next to cut back on is food and bar service, then entertainment such as a DJ or musicians, and then the tux/suit.
In the cut-out-completely category, the brides said they first can give up on the bridal consultant. I thought that was kind of funny since consultants probably were asking the question. Then, the brides said, they could give up on beauty and spa services.
It puts me in mind of my sister’s 1972 wedding at Percy Quin State Park out from McComb. It wasn’t exactly on a shoe-string, but it wasn’t fancy and we had plenty of beer, which I believe was illegal in a state park. But hey, it was a wedding.
I remember we bought her dress, a pretty flowered number on a white background, in New Orleans. I bet it wasn’t more than $40, which today may translate to $75.
A local cook catered the reception. Nice, but not swanky. I bet we had that ginger ale punch with the floating pineapple ring.
For the ceremony in a little pavilion beside the lake, I horned in and provided the music with two guitar-playing buddies. One had raging red eyeballs, which may have had a direct relationship to proximity to the beer or something else, or both.
Perhaps the zenith of the event, besides the semi-vows in which they only agreed to say they would “try,” was the only song the bride requested personally, the theme from the movie “High Noon,” which begins “Do not forsake me, oh my darlin’, on this our wedding day-ay…”
Perhaps the eyebrows would not have been raised so roundly if they could have predicted the bridegroom would find better offerings 25 years later to forsake for.
Contact Patsy R. Brumfield at (662) 678-1596 or firstname.lastname@example.org.
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