Mark Zuckerberg got married in a backyard, inviting his family and friends for Priscilla Chan's graduation ceremony...which turned out to be the wedding ceremony. Surprise!
I don't know why, but that makes me so happy. It is nice seeing weddings becoming less and less idealized today, while allowing two people who want to be in the company of each other to still celebrate that. None of that formal wear business, or expensive gift-giving (honestly what does this have to do with marriage?! Congratulations you got married now on top of getting the legal benefits that only married couples can get here is a barbecue grill! The type that you listed on your wedding registry too!) or making your friends drive/fly across the country just to celebrate a moment that should be you and your partner's. A little narcissistic, don't you think?
Something else that makes me happy? Valérie Trierweiler. I've been meaning to blog about how I feel about the French president having a live-in companion instead of a wife, but I've never been able to sufficiently express how I feel about it. And that is, exhilaration. It is so - if nothing else - refreshing to see that attitudes towards the family institution are changing in Europe. Maybe someday I'm going to be able to explain to my people that I love this man but I don't want to marry him and I'm perfectly fine just living like this.
But really, women like Trierweiler inspire me. I am using all these words I don't normally use (read: optimistic sounding) because I want to convince you I am not a neurotic freak most of the time. I added her to my list of people who inspire me (first!) because I rarely see strong, independent women like her featured in mainstream media, except when it is to only point out that she is strong and independent, like the other strong and independent women. ("See! Look at all these successful women in the welding industry!!!") She is also incredibly honest about who she is and what she does, and she writes. She has quite a perfect marriage (I want to say orgy) of traits right there for herself.
But yes. Back to how much I despise marriage, and with it, weddings. Weddings are just the ugly, phony result of an ugly, phony idea. Where everything is white, hence virginal. Where everyone has to look better than they do on a daily basis, because this day is special. Where everything is "what the couple has always dreamed off" - whatever the fuck that may be.
I'd be the worst wedding guest. I would eat all your food, scoff under my breath whenever someone makes a chessy, cliche speech and simulate puking motions when people in the vicinity talk about any of the following topics: love, family, kids.
Just kidding. I would never do that to you, future wedding inviter! I would dress up, maybe comment on the wedding dress if it is nice and not strapless, eat all your food and be completely civilized. Like an ape in a tuxedo suit, I will be.
While there is very likely not a wedding in sight for me, (I am lucky to be born into a well-to-do family and will hopefully never need these legal rights that only marriage offers), if I do have one this is how it'll go:
a) No one will hear about it. Ever. Unless you read my blog.
b) No white. I was a virgin 20 plus men ago.
c) Food has to be amazing, just because food served anytime has to be amazing. Because food is just amazing. I like mushrooms.
d) If you're not in a 1-2 hour radius of me, you don't have to come. That is if I even invite you at all. I love my friends back home and my friends all over the world to death, and we will always be great friends, but honestly if you're this far from me, then there is a chance you are not super involved in my current life, and so you don't have to celebrate this with me.
e) No suits. I saw the trouble the bf had to go through to get suits that he previously do not own, and I do not want to put another man through this trouble. I know suits are necessities to a man bla bla bla job interview bla bla but if a man doesn't own a suit, I don't want to make him buy one for me. I'm not marrying him, am I?
f) For the love of God, no white. I cannot emphasize this enough.
I don't know why, but that makes me so happy. It is nice seeing weddings becoming less and less idealized today, while allowing two people who want to be in the company of each other to still celebrate that. None of that formal wear business, or expensive gift-giving (honestly what does this have to do with marriage?! Congratulations you got married now on top of getting the legal benefits that only married couples can get here is a barbecue grill! The type that you listed on your wedding registry too!) or making your friends drive/fly across the country just to celebrate a moment that should be you and your partner's. A little narcissistic, don't you think?
Something else that makes me happy? Valérie Trierweiler. I've been meaning to blog about how I feel about the French president having a live-in companion instead of a wife, but I've never been able to sufficiently express how I feel about it. And that is, exhilaration. It is so - if nothing else - refreshing to see that attitudes towards the family institution are changing in Europe. Maybe someday I'm going to be able to explain to my people that I love this man but I don't want to marry him and I'm perfectly fine just living like this.
But really, women like Trierweiler inspire me. I am using all these words I don't normally use (read: optimistic sounding) because I want to convince you I am not a neurotic freak most of the time. I added her to my list of people who inspire me (first!) because I rarely see strong, independent women like her featured in mainstream media, except when it is to only point out that she is strong and independent, like the other strong and independent women. ("See! Look at all these successful women in the welding industry!!!") She is also incredibly honest about who she is and what she does, and she writes. She has quite a perfect marriage (I want to say orgy) of traits right there for herself.
But yes. Back to how much I despise marriage, and with it, weddings. Weddings are just the ugly, phony result of an ugly, phony idea. Where everything is white, hence virginal. Where everyone has to look better than they do on a daily basis, because this day is special. Where everything is "what the couple has always dreamed off" - whatever the fuck that may be.
I'd be the worst wedding guest. I would eat all your food, scoff under my breath whenever someone makes a chessy, cliche speech and simulate puking motions when people in the vicinity talk about any of the following topics: love, family, kids.
Just kidding. I would never do that to you, future wedding inviter! I would dress up, maybe comment on the wedding dress if it is nice and not strapless, eat all your food and be completely civilized. Like an ape in a tuxedo suit, I will be.
While there is very likely not a wedding in sight for me, (I am lucky to be born into a well-to-do family and will hopefully never need these legal rights that only marriage offers), if I do have one this is how it'll go:
a) No one will hear about it. Ever. Unless you read my blog.
b) No white. I was a virgin 20 plus men ago.
c) Food has to be amazing, just because food served anytime has to be amazing. Because food is just amazing. I like mushrooms.
d) If you're not in a 1-2 hour radius of me, you don't have to come. That is if I even invite you at all. I love my friends back home and my friends all over the world to death, and we will always be great friends, but honestly if you're this far from me, then there is a chance you are not super involved in my current life, and so you don't have to celebrate this with me.
e) No suits. I saw the trouble the bf had to go through to get suits that he previously do not own, and I do not want to put another man through this trouble. I know suits are necessities to a man bla bla bla job interview bla bla but if a man doesn't own a suit, I don't want to make him buy one for me. I'm not marrying him, am I?
f) For the love of God, no white. I cannot emphasize this enough.
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