Yes, I missed my regular blog post on Tuesday. Sorry about that. However, I'm back on track for Friday's entry in the #MFRWAuthor 52-week blog challenge. This week's prompt asks about participant's dream weddings.
I admit that when I was a little girl playing with Barbie dolls, I didn't act out wedding scenes. I can't remember playing or pretending wedding scenes with friends. In my own books, weddings don't figure prominently, except as conditions to be met so that my heroes and heroines can get their grooves on without me feeling like I'm breaking moral rules.
When it came to planning my own wedding, I don't necessarily think I had a lot of expectations. It was harrowing. My mother and I clashed. Frequently. I clashed with my fiance. I pretty much just clashed. Budgetary constraints annihilated any ambition of the dress I just fell in love with and desperately wanted. Not that I would have worn it again anyway, but I believed that a bride should have the dress of her dreams. I got the dress we could afford and Mom worked on it for days to embellish it with sequins and faux pearls. She put a lot of work into that dress and I wasn't properly grateful.
After graduating college, I worked in a bridal salon for a year. That was an ugly, ugly experience. Not because of the brides, but because of the boss. 'Nuff said there. I handled oodles of wedding dresses, some that made me want to wear and others that made me cringe in distaste. I had--and still have--expensive tastes. To a one, however, bridesmaids dresses tend to be awful.
I've been in weddings as a bridesmaid. Each had its good points and bad points, some things I'd incorporate into my own if I could do it over and others I'd shun.
Nope, I'm still not sure about my dream wedding.
As of June 25, I will have been married for 31 years. It's not likely that I will ever have the opportunity or obligation of planning my own wedding again. I have two children--both boys--and my contribution to their weddings will be minimal. I know enough to keep my mouth shut about the bride's preferences, even if I don't approve. I know enough to give my future daughter-in-law advice only if she asks for it. When the time comes, I'll have to follow through on what I know.
Sometimes I'm slow on the uptake, but I do eventually learn.
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