I’d never been one of those girls who’d dreamt about her perfect wedding. The virgin-white dress, the exorbitant costs, the fuss over a big, shiny rock — none of it ever appealed to me. I wanted to find a lifelong partner, and a family sounded nice, too, but honestly? I never cared much about that piece of paper. So why did I just marry my boyfriend after pondering it for a mere two hours? One (evidently all-too-common) reason: health insurance. Keep reading »
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The Daily Mail is reporting today that black, a color traditionally saved for funerals and looking street chic, is the new color choice for wedding dresses among modern brides. While I don’t doubt that many women are bucking tradition and going with darker colors, I have a hard time believing that black, despite how slimming and elegant it is, is now the “shade of choice,” as the paper insinuates. Then again, they did quote an “expert” from a wedding website that gets all of 2,000 visitors a month (for perspective, The Frisky gets about that many visitors every 25 minutes), so maybe there’s some validity to the claim. The trend is in response to the recession (of course!) and brides’ desire to buy a dress they can wear more than once. I don’t buy it for a second, do you? Would you buy a black gown for that reason? Would you really wear your dress again after your wedding? Doesn’t that kind of make it seem less special? [via Daily Mail] Keep reading »
So I am officially engaged. And I’ll tell you the #1 thing I’m feeling right now:
I think it’s just because the past six months have been one big blur, and we’ve made some of the biggest decisions we’ve made in our entire lives. Keep reading »
Well, it finally happened. I’ve waited 30 years for this big moment. I remember being 6 years old and sitting in my room, writing fake wedding invitations for my big day. I even remember staging fake weddings when my parents would go out. I’d record ceremony scenes from my favorite movies on my yellow Sony boom box so I could exchange the “proper vows” with my fake husband. I’d put on my whitest clothes, tie my hair up, and put on my mom’s red lipstick. I’m also pretty sure on the nights of my fake weddings I would welcome my baby doll into my new family. Things moved pretty quickly back then. Thankfully, there’s no real baby doll today.
So … how did it happen? Keep reading »
A wacky new study called “What’s Love Got To Do With It?” followed 2,500 couples who are married or have lived together for at least six years and discovered there are, gasp, lots of factors that lead to the success (or failure) of a relationship besides just falling in or out of love. For example — this is going to shock you — women who want babies much more than their husbands are more likely to divorce than women who marry men who want kids just as much as they do! People whose parents divorced are more than 50 percent more likely to divorce or separate than those whose parents stayed married. And people who are on their second or third marriage are 90 percent more likely to divorce than spouses who are both on their first marriages. One in five couples who have children before marriage, either from a previous relationship or their current one, will separate, compared to just one in ten couples who do not have children before getting married. Just one in ten? That figure seems to contradict the finding that a quarter of all relationships will end within six years and half within 25, but maybe I’m splitting hairs here. Age is another factor that determines the success of marriage — men who marry before 25 are twice as likely to get divorced as those who marry after turning 25, as are men who are more than nine years older than their wives. Stuff that doesn’t matter so much? A woman’s employment status, country of birth, religious background and education levels. [via Daily Mail]
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Here’s the second Frisky “Sex Diary,” in which an anonymous person shares the details of her sex life over the course of a few days. Sometimes these entries will be racy and filled with revealing romps, while other times there will be nary a naked moment in sight. Some of these diarists will be frequent contributors. Want to share a page from your sex diary? Email firstname.lastname@example.org. All entries will be anonymous.
Today we have a sports widow who is not sure her libido is going to survive football season! Keep reading »
On “Oprah,” I watched a segment on women living in Copenhagen, Denmark. I was struck by the comments of one particular woman. She was tall, lean, blonde, 44 years old, and enjoying her singleness.
Denmark has been named by researchers as the happiest country in the world. There is free health care, free college (as a matter of fact, students are actually paid to attend college), a year paid maternity leave, and four years support if you lose your job. Keep reading »
Tucks of skin trickled out from a pink, tropical bikini top. My half-naked body glared back at me from the unforgiving gleam of a fitting room mirror as I modeled a two-piece suit, gripped to the grooves of my body.
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I am 30 years old and I’ve been dating my fiancé for seven years. We have one child together and I have a child from a previous relationship. He proposed last year, and we’ve recently been talking about going to the justice of the peace. He keeps saying he wants to marry me, but now he has to “get his business off the ground” and get money for a pre-nup first even though he doesn’t own any property or have large savings. Before the pre-nup talk it was “we have to wait until we get the house” (which didn’t work out). It just seems like he is constantly coming up with ways to delay marriage. I tried to discuss a date last week and he went off telling me not to pressure him. It’s been seven years — how long am I supposed to wait? I have been with him since college, we broke up and got back together. I can’t wait any longer but I don’t want to give him an ultimatum. Something is wrong with this picture. All of this time invested warrants a marriage. What do I do?? I am so frustrated and I think I need to leave. — Frustrated Fiancée