I had gone to my first legitimate Chinese wedding June 16th, 2012.
And I’m not saying just a wedding for Chinese people at a typical Chinese restaurant with a bunch of Chinese dresses, but like I went through the whole process from nine in the morning to nine at night. I was a bridesmaid (only by name, I didn’t do anything to help really)!
I had rushed around the french concession the Friday before looking for an affordable lacy white bridesmaids dress, but the gorgeous $1500 chiffon at MaxMara and $800 McQueen taffeta were just too out of my price range. I ended up settling for a cream and canary yellow backless lace dress from Zara. With cool new sunglasses, it only totalled maybe $200!
Anyways, I diverge. Attending the entire extravagant fiesta that was Candie’s wedding really made me think about what it meant to take your vows and get married. She had saved up for a decade for the wedding of her dreams to the man of her life. She was beautiful and the night was hers. Candie really, really made an effort for a wonderful wedding, but I’m hoping her marriage is even more beautiful.
I’ve been planning my wedding since I was 5 years old. I know everything from what I’m going to wear to when Cameron and Dede are going to black out. Choo Choo will be my ring bearer and my bridesmaids will be from each chapter of my life and every country in the world. Of course, it would have to be in Barbados. Doesn’t the Caribbean sound splendid? But I haven’t planned for what happens after the happiest day of my life..Each and every day after my wedding should be a happy day I think. Coming from a broken family, I absolutely do not want my own to end in divorce and lawsuits. I should have thought more about the marriage and what came after the honeymoon. Love takes work, so much work. Just because you get married, doesn’t make it a happily ever after. Fairy tales don’t exist without real effort and compromise. You give, you take. You love.
I want a truly beautiful marriage.
Never thought about it this way. If only.