Mawage. Mawage is wot bwings us togeder tooday. Mawage, that bwessed awangment, that dweam wifin a dweam… (Name that movie). Alright, so I bet you’re wondering what that has to do with the price of tea in China. I’ll be happy to tell you how, (DirecTV is playing a commercial with that line from Rango in it over and over and it’s stuck in my head). A few weeks back my Bride and I went to a wedding of a friend of mine. The invitations had cowboy boots and said to dress “wedding casual”. Cool, no suit, just a tie. Well… what I define as wedding casual and other people’s definition is slightly different. My Bride told me I was going to be over dressed, but I told her I was still going to a wedding and I had to respect myself while I was there. More on that in a minute. I think a wedding should represent the couple getting married. It’s their day, let them have the wedding they want. If they don’t want the formalities in their wedding fine, take them all out. Stand up there in a bathing suit smoking a cigarette, it’s your wedding, and your wedding photos. I will not judge you for having the wedding of your dreams. BUT judging and laughing are two totally different things right? Before I go any further let me just say I enjoyed the wedding, it was perfect for the couple and all the friends and family just kept commenting on how it couldn’t have been a better fit for the bride and groom. Again, I’m not judging, I’m just making commentary on this beautiful wedding. With that out of the way, let the festivities begin!
The wedding was held on a local farm. A very nice setting I might add. The road leading in was lined on both sides by pecan trees just outside of a white post horse fence like you see in the movies. In this fenced in field is where the wedding would be held. I wish I would have thought to take a picture of this, but I didn’t. But I did get a picture of the Alter. As we’re sitting waiting for everything to start I lean over to my bride and ask her if she’s Tom Arnold or the crew of “My Big Fat Redneck Wedding”.
And I got a picture of what is considered “wedding Casual” here. Or basically as much college football attire you can pack on one body. It was a gameday though... I was a little more than slightly over dressed in my khaki’s and tie. (I'm also guilty because I purposely wore a navy and orange tie. War Eagle)
I also noticed that Granny got the seat of honor.
Something very fun about this wedding is that all the bridesmaids and the bride came in the back of a huge monster truck.
After unloading everyone the groomsmen, in their very crisp overalls, escorted the cowboy boot wearing bridesmaids down the aisle.
I wish I had a better picture of this, but the ring bearer carried the rings in the bed of toy Ford truck instead of using a pillow. How cool is that?
And no wedding is complete without the bride. This might sound totally gay, but that is one beautiful dress she’s rocking.
Here’s the bride and groom at the alter.