Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Fashion Collision

Original post date:  September 21, 2013

It finally happened.  You'd think, with me having married so many couples, that it would've happened several or even many times, perhaps as often as once a month.  But no - never before.  Not once. There they were in the lobby - my first 2 couples of the day.  Both were young, both were opposite-sex pairs - and both brides were wearing the same dress.

To be clear, they weren't both stuffed into the same piece of cloth. Rather, the design of their dresses was identical, from the cream color and strapless bodice to the dark brown applique and asymmetrical tulle knee-length hem.  The brides noticed this, and the clerks did, too.  Luckily, everyone had a healthy sense of humor and good priorities.  Both couples were just happy to be getting married, and each wished the other good luck.  So much for the stereotype of catty women.

There were a lot of gowns this week, mostly white or off-white.  They ranged from strapless and shiny to lacy and macrame-like.  Other standouts include two grooms in gray suits, the first a beautiful steel gray with a purple and white pocket square and glossy patent leather loafers; the second a matte gray with a lavender vest and tie. I went through a dozen couples before my first pair in street clothes.

The most alarming part of a ceremony happened when a keening wail started just as I was about to pronounce a couple legally wed.  I thought it odd that someone would be playing a theremin in a government building, but one of the couple had set an alarm to remind her to add money to the parking meter. After the pronouncement, I shooed her away to feed the meter while her new spouse collected the license.  They'd already paid the state once that day.  No need to do it again.

The most unusual wedding was one in which the couple chanted several mantras before and after the ceremony to welcome their guests and prepare themselves for the ceremony.  It was lovely, and would have been even more so had I not been running late for my bus back to work. Ah, worldly concerns!

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