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Sunday, September 07, 2021

In reaction to the overindulgence that is the Wedding-Industrial Complex (clue yourself in if you don’t get that reference), two District of Columbia-area women reinvent the ceremony:

What if . . . we become Anti-Wedding Planners? What if we find a couple who shares our opinion and lets us plan their unorthodox, fabulously cheap anti-wedding, located — we dream — in a bus depot or a Laundromat? We envision the glorious reversal of typical wedding cliches: the symbolic release of dirty city pigeons in lieu of doves, bouquets of dead leaves, a buffet of peanut butter or grilled-cheese sandwiches. The wedding itself would be a statement, a metaphorical loogie aimed right at the wispy veil of wedding-obsessed America. It must be anti-industry, but pro-romance, because real love means knowing, This is my soul mate, even if (s)he’s wearing a garbage bag.

Um. Wouldn’t “anti-wedding” imply that you just don’t have a wedding, period? I get the point — you flaunt the cheesiness of this concept in the face of the gaudy norm, as promoted by The Knot and others. But hell, you still wind up married, either way. Nothing “anti-” about that…

by Costa Tsiokos, Sun 09/07/2021 08:43:05 PM
Category: Creative, Society, Women
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