If someone said to you, "we're having a rustic wedding," what would you imagine that would mean?
To me, it might mean
- On horseback while wearing flannel shirts, jeans, and boots.
- Or on a remote beach, accessible only after a long hike, with a bonfire reception.
- Perhaps at a campground among the trees, wearing matching hiking khaki shorts.
- Or maybe at the top of a ski mountain, then the two of you ski down after your first married kiss.
Apparently I'm wrong. A couple wanting a rustic wedding doesn't have to give up all the things that are really important, like dinners that require six pieces of silver and three different glasses per person, long billowy trains on their dresses, and bridesmaids in matching strappy spiked heels that you bridezilla'd them into wearing. All that's required for you to have a rustic wedding is to have it held in some old rough-stoned old barn [that's been converted to an upscale restaurant], or at a [millionaire's price-range] weekend-getaway timberframe
mansion cabin deep in the woods, or to decorate with apples and carry sunflowers.
These wedding sites are like a bad accident: I'm horrified by what I see, but I can't look away!
2 comments:
LOL!!! simply a riot of thoughts hit me with that!! How about taking a $500 ride in a limo, to a pasture, so that the $4000 photographer can snap a pic of you cleaning the cow poo off your $200 satin spike heels. That's as rustic as it gets baby. I could go on and on.
-Ridgies
*gigglesnort*
Yup, that's exactly what I'm talking about.
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