Staged wedding photos are something of a necessary evil.
My partner and I both hate having our picture taken. We’re not photogenic and we never know how to pose for photos.
Case in point…
Whose name should come first. If people should be cordially or joyfully invited. If your married female friends should be named on the envelope or listed as Mrs Husband’s Name (which opens a whole can of worms when it comes to same-sex, gender fluid, and non-binary couples).
But it’s important to ask yourself: do you care?
Do your friends – the people you’re inviting to your special day, the people you’re closest to, the people you know the best and care about the most – do they care about the rules an etiquette company made up in the 1700s, to establish propriety among the Georgian upper classes?
Or do they want a no-nonsense invitation to your wedding that they can decipher without a history lesson?
Unless you’re inviting the Queen of England to your wedding, I’d say you shouldn’t stress too much about the ‘proper wording’ for your invitations. (Honestly, even then, you don’t need to worry that much – she’s pretty chill.)
I had a dilemma when I was planning my wedding: how do I make sure everyone uses the same drinking glass through the day instead of taking a new one?
Sure, as wedding dilemmas go, it wouldn’t have Hollywood sitting up and paying attention, but it worried me.
My venue didn’t have a dishwasher. It didn’t even have a sink. Unless I fancied squeezing some champagne flutes into the hand basin in the ladies’ loos, there was no way to wash used glasses.
I’m a big advocate of little touches – the small details that really tie a project together.
Whenever you’re creating something, whether it’s artwork or cupcakes or Halloween costumes, it’s attention to detail that takes your project from being good to being incredible. It’s especially true when planning a wedding; the little details are what makes the day memorable and unique to you as a couple.
There’s a tradition in British weddings known as flowers-for-the-mums. You say it as a single word, in a single breath; the notion that a newly married person will be doling out a bouquet and a ‘ta for raising me’ is so innocuous, so ingrained, flowers-for-the-mums is listed off in that single breath on every checklist, every etiquette book, every planning podcast.
Flowers-for-the-mums is a wedding-by-numbers activity, expected to happen the same way, at the same time, at every wedding – no matter what the wedding, or the couple getting married, is like.