The other night I was sitting out, talking with MGB* about the outfit I’m wearing for our wedding.
“I know that conventional wisdom says that classical clothes are best for weddings,” I mused. “The pictures will be around for years, and the last thing you want to do is look trendy or outdated. But I just don’t care! I don’t want to look classical.”
“How would you describe how you want to look?” MGB asked me. What a pointedly thoughtful fashion question! This is why it’s good to have gay boyfriends.
I thought for a second. “Like I’m dressed for a great fucking party.”
And so, that’s how Andreas and I are going to be dressed. I want my wedding to be a reflection of who we are right now. I don’t want my appearance to be shaped by some predicted fear of embarassing my future children. I figure I might as well get a good head start on humiliating my kid. Years of humiliation ahead. The butt-length ripped fabric and ribbon headpiece is just a warm up, really.
With the exception perhaps of my ivory satin cream-length pointy-hemmed skirt, every component of my wedding outfit is something I can wear again. Hell: the corset is something I’ll be able to wear for the rest of my life, even if I double in girth.
I’m excited about what we’ll be wearing. We will look like the freaks that we are. Just like we want it.
*MGB = My Gay Boyfriend, who’s actually straight, but let’s not quibble: he’s the boy with whome I can gossip, talk fashion, and compare exfoliants.
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Hey there. I'm Ariel Meadow Stallings, a native Seattleite who's written my way up and down the Left Coast. Electrolicious is where I post daily randomata, but I also write for a living. My first book, Offbeat Bride, was published last year.
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Liz
July 30th, 2004 at 7:14 am
Every time you write about your outfits, I get so excited to see everything. Anxiously awaiting the online wedding album!
Brianna
July 30th, 2004 at 11:20 am
I wore a formal gown at my very traditional Anglican wedding (strapless corset top, full chiffon skirt with train, chapel veil, pearls), but the corset on that baby was WINE RED. I don’t regret it for a second. I’ve always thought it was weird and a little creepy that the traditional wedding colour was white, as if to deny the intensely sexual implications of the ceremony. Screw that, I thought, and wore red. Red shoes, too. Man, I loved my gown. Can’t wait to see pictures of yours - it sounds incredible.
Lily
August 4th, 2004 at 12:52 pm
Happened upon your journal just today! Congrats. I, too, am preparing for nuptuals and am so sick of looking in bridal mags (my first mistake) and seeing nothing but white, beaded, train-out-the-door gowns. The more I look, the more I contemplate getting married in a fuschia and aquamarine replica of a Swan Lake costume. Blech.
Good luck- I’ll be rooting for you.