My husband and I got married three times. I hadn't envisioned it that way, but that's just the way it worked out. You see, my husband is from France where they actually observe separation of church and state, and so we were required to have a civil ceremony before we could be married in the church. So we had a little courthouse wedding first, then we had a beautiful church ceremony in France, and then to accommodate the large number of my friends and family who could not go to France, we had another magical one in LA at our church.
At first, the idea of the civil ceremony in the courthouse was off-putting. It seemed impersonal, and ugly. To be married in a colorless courtroom just seemed so drab and so not me. I almost didn’t want people to know about it, and invited no one—I just didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, especially since marrying in the church was so important to me. So, I just saw it as a step to being married. On the day of though, I put on my most fabulous Versace dress and was excited to bring some color into the courthouse--it was a cream skirt, but the top was multi-colored—a piece from the music line they did a few years ago. When we walked into the courtroom however, I was moved and warmed that it wasn't just a drab courtroom. There was an arch with pretty, fake flowers, and the judge was adorable and had a butterfly pen. It was still tacky looking, but it was as if the courthouse knew how drab and impersonal it could feel, so they made an effort to touch it up and warm it up in the name of love. This little civil ceremony wound up probably being the most meaningful and special to me, because it was just the two of us (other than our witness and the judge), and nothing else mattered but the love we were declaring. Don't get me wrong, my other weddings were incredible. Paris was a regal affair, if I do say so myself. LA was a winter wonderland...or Winter Wentzelland as we called it, and couldn’t be more fun. Still with all the various wedding stresses, I feel like I was most excited when it was just the two of us declaring our love to each other. I was giddy with butterflies fluttering throughout my stomach—exactly how you would imagine you would feel on your wedding day. Although, I have to admit, Winter Wentzelland was just awesome and I was super excited to throw a ginormous Christmas party for all my loved ones, I mean, who wouldn’t be?
So, as you can imagine, I've learned quite a few things over the course of 3 very different weddings, and here are some of those valuable lessons:
If you're planning a wedding, I hope this helps you. Feel free to reach out with any comments or questions!
BIG LOVE & HUGS