Okay... Let me just begin with this: weddings that cost more than a luxury sedan or a down-payment on a house should be banned. There should be a law somewhere that forbids people from spending an extravagant amount of money on their weddings.
Because you can't always tell the difference.
My Boss has been planning her wedding alongside mine for the past 10 months. She got married this past weekend (mine's coming up - 11 days!!) and I must say, I was extremely disappointed.
All along, it has been very obvious that her wedding budget has been, um, significantly higher than mine. Not that I'm complaining - I think my wedding will be perfect and I know that I didn't scrimp on any part of the wedding itself.
But after hearing how much money they were spending on this wedding, I figured it would be the social event of the season in Memphis. Don't get me wrong - it was a beautiful wedding - I just don't have a clue where their money went.
She did wear a beautiful dress, they had a fun band, and the open bar was definitely a bonus. I'm just concerned because I know how much money she spent - and I don't know that she got her money out of it.
From the beginning, I was appalled at some of the figures that I was hearing coming from her end.
$4,000 on flowers!? Are you kidding?? Mine cost $850 and I guarantee you they'll be just a beautiful. After hearing that, I expected to walk in to the church and see a flower on every surface. Nope, just two big altar arrangements (I will have the same at mine). Nothing else. Boss and her bridesmaids had bouquets, obviously, but they weren't lavish by any stretch of the imagination. Pretty, but nothing special.
So I just figured that all the leftover flower money must have gone into the reception. Maybe there would be a centerpiece on every table and buckets of rose petals on the floor.
Each table had a little vase of water with two roses floating in it. Two roses. And there couldn't have been more than 15 tables. There was greenery hanging from the lighting fixtures, an arrangement on the cake table, and another by the guest book - but nothing that indicated they should've cost a couple thousand bucks.
Seriously, folks - I was expecting a wedding event with the kind of money her family spent on her wedding. I wanted to walk in and be dazzled by the platinum-plated china set for the 5-course meal they were serving to their guests. And I wanted a sexy waiter to lay my napkin in my lap as he catered to my every need.
Nope again. We got chicken fingers.
I must say - with my modest wedding budget, I don't think there was a single item at their wedding / reception that I couldn't have found to fit my own figure.
Maybe they just got reemed by their vendors. If their florist charged $4,000, then she must be at Wolfchase Mall right now, maxing out her Macy's credit card - because the money she got paid certainly wasn't spent on Boss' wedding.
Or maybe they didn't care if they chose the most expensive vendors in Memphis. I mean, if I had a gazillion dollars to spend I guess I wouldn't care either.
But it makes you wonder how they didn't notice, somewhere along the way, that they weren't exactly getting what they paid for.
Why don't people who have tens of thousands of dollars to spend on something like that put their money to better use? If my parents offered me the kind of money she had, I would really have to decline.
I think the guilt alone would eat me alive.
Or if I knew my parents would insist on contributing that much, I'd put it toward paying off debt or a down payment on a house or a new car or two.
I guess I just don't see the point in spending so much money on one day.
I know at the end of my wedding day, I will be the happiest woman on the earth. And not because my parents went into debt and delayed their retirement for 5 years so I could have the wedding of my dreams.
But because I will be marrying my soulmate, my best friend.
And I know it will be the wedding of my dreams anyway - no matter how many hours I had to spend making my own favors or whether my guests had to forgo the beef carving station.
Besides, there's always chicken fingers.