Hitched, our weekly column about getting married, is back! This time around, we’ll be walking down the aisle (well, in spirit) with writer Emma Sarran, who will be sharing her thoughts on long engagements, the institution of matrimony and that godforsaken wedding industrial complex every Thursday.
I remember my engagement as if it was yesterday. But in reality, it was one year and one month ago. And we’re still not married. And we won’t be for another eight months. We didn’t go into wedding planning wanting a long engagement; it’s just how it happened. We got engaged in late October and started checking out venues in Chicago pretty soon after. By the time we started inquiring, most places were already booked up until November-ish of the following year and, since I hate the cold and have no interest in braving it in a wedding dress, we skipped ahead to July, figuring that would safely be in bearable-temperature-territory. (As I sit here, in November, with fingers almost too frozen to type, I feel confident in that decision.) Now that we’re “only” eight months out from our wedding day, I reflect on some of the pros and cons of a long engagement. Keep reading »
In March, Michael and I met up with my friend and her boyfriend for a double-date. I already knew that they’d gone to look at rings, but their big news that night was that he had gone ahead and bought it, and already talked to her mom and dad about proposing to her. I was thrilled for my friend: She is one of the coolest people I know, her boyfriend is a really good guy, they work well together, they’ve started building a life that suits what she wants, and now they’re making it official — things are working out really nicely for them.
When we left the bar and were safely out of anyone’s earshot, and asked Michael to stop. “I just want to be clear,” I told him, “I want to get married. That’s where I’m headed. I’d like to know if that’s what you want, too.”
“Yeah,” he said, and smiled. “Yeah what?” I asked, because I hate having things in uncertain terms. “Yeah, I want to marry you some day,” he replied. Keep reading »
For a senior engineering project, a team of students at Hope College in Michigan created an engagement ring box with a tiny camera in it for filming proposals. Now their Ring Cam is taking off as an actual business. When their prototype was still in development, the students asked some of their friends who were getting engaged to try out the camera and film the moment when their now-fiancees said yes. When the team saw the emotional videos the Ring Cam had captured, they knew they had created something special. “It’s definitely one of the most important moments in a couple’s relationship, and to be able to share that instantly with all your friends and family, and actually show them the moment and his or her actual reaction, the genuine surprise, and giddiness — it’s wonderful,” Scott Brandonisio told WZZM News. The creators even took the Ring Cam to an open-call audition for “Shark Tank,” the reality show for aspiring entrepreneurs, though there’s no word yet on whether they’ll head to the next round and make it on the show. Keep reading »
Hey girl, are sure you’re ready for your boyfriend to propose? More specifically, is your hand ready for him to a put a big ol’ expensive rock on it? According to ELLE, hand lifts — yes, face lifts for your handddddsssssss – are becoming increasingly popular with brides-to-be concerned that unsightly loose skin and wrinkles are distracting from their pretty baubles. Seriously, guys? I can’t.
Once upon a time, I got engaged and I suddenly had a big ol’ rock on my finger. I will admit that wearing such a beautiful piece of jewelry every day — a ring that didn’t turn my finger green and wasn’t purchased at Urban Outfitters or Forever 21 — did make me feel inclined to get more regular manicures. It just looked better with nicely shaped and freshly painted talons instead of chipped polish, straggly cuticles and dirt under my nails. But upping the frequency of my nail salons visits was a personal choice, not a requirement, and really ultimately silly and totally unnecessary. But a HAND LIFT?! Come. On. Keep reading »
This photo, which recently surfaced on Reddit, depicts a gaggle of girlfriends, dressed up in their holiday finery, celebrating the engagement of not one, not two, but three of their own. Well, all but one is celebrating. Woman in the red vest, I FUCKING FEEL YOU, GIRL. I want to invite you over to my apartment for some wine and an epic bitch session. Yes, I’m sure we’re both totally happy for our friends who are in loving, committed relationships, blah blah blah, but sometimes being around them makes you want to shoot yourself in the head, doesn’t it? Especially when what you THOUGHT was a holiday party for all turns out to be an engagement celebration for a few. Congratulations but also PUKE. I stand with you in solidarity, Patron Saint Of No Fucks To Give! Will you be my BFF? [Reddit]