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(That's three weddings, total.)
A couple of friends of mine got married, and it was really weird. The entire wedding party got custom-made, hand-tailored clothes. The groom was wearing a white cotton "poet shirt," (big puffy sleeves, tight cuffs, big collar, laces and grommets up the neckline) and purple jaquard pants with crysanthemums on them. The bride was wearing an (oh god) peach satin crop-top with a shawl neckline, a belly chain with rhinestones on it, two ponytails twisted into balls with flower elastics in them, and a "skirt" (kind of like two half-circles of fabric joined together by about an inch of stitching at each side of the waistband) made of peach satin with hot pink and Chinese green trim, with a big pink and green flower appliqued on the front, and a bow made of a tube of the satin and hot pink fabric tacked to her ass. The skirt was so skimpy and high-cut, she was fastening it to her underwear with flower-headed bobby pins. She completed the ensemble with tan knee-high boots with fringes around the top. The bridesmaids were wearing cheongsam dresses in a variety of colours (they at least looked nice), and vaguely Oriental or anime-ish hairstyles.
For the reception, they had one of their friends DJ, and he started off by playing stuff like Tom Lehrer (no kidding), and then, at about 10:30 or so, started playing hard-core techno. Needless to say, most everyone over about 27 left shortly after that, which I'm convinced they did on purpose...
The Ukrainian Orthodox wedding was...interesting. It was completely bilingual (English and Ukranian), so everything got repeated twice; contained an entire service (a mass?) along with the wedding; and featured such interesting highlights as the bride and groom being dressed in capes and crowns, then walking up to an altar and kissing pictures of Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. It also took about two hours for the whole thing.
I also went to one wedding where the minister hijacked the service, but that wasn't so much "weird" as it was just extremely annoying. The friends who had that wedding come from two completely different religious backgrounds (his family's religious Lutherans, her family's religious Baptists, and they themselves are pagans), which had already been causing some strife, so they wanted a nice, nominally Christian wedding with as little sectarianism as possible, so no one would be more than minimally unhappy. So they got a United Church (of Canada) minister (the denomination Robertson Davies called "the oatmeal of religion") to do the officiating. Unfortunately, the particular minister they chose happened to be a sanctimonious bitch who included not only the material specified by the couple, but also the whole, canonical United Church wedding liturgy. It all turned out ok, even though at one point you could see the bride staring up at the ceiling, making a funny face and shaking. I heard some people behind me say, "Look, she's crying!" but all of us who were in the front were fully aware that the bride was doing her damnedest not to completely bust up laughing...
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