In the last 12 months I’ve been to four weddings, with the four brides good friends of mine. The fourth I attended last week, and I don’t have any more weddings lined up, so immediately after I experienced a touch of post-wedding blues. My friends in Beijing seemed surprised when I confessed that I loved weddings. But here’s why I do:
1. It’s like going to a show, with entertainment, great food and an open bar.
2. You get to meet (and party with) all the most important people in your friend’s life and feel so honoured to be one of them.
3. It’s the day you’ll see your friend and their partner looking totally hot and incredibly, incredibly happy.
4. It’s a reminder that love really does exist, and it is worth waiting for.
I was there the day my friend Sasha met her now husband. We were at the races (lol!) and when I saw them chatting (and eventually making out) I wrote it off as a drunken hookup. I wouldn’t have predicted that the next day they would meet up to see a movie and then see each other virtually every day from that day onwards.
And I know statistically that some of these marriages will fall apart. But in these innocent days of just-married life, I simply cannot imagine who.
18 Jan 2012 / 4 notes / weddings