Passion begets passion. And marrying your bicycle begets an excuse to start an Indiegogo campaign to raise money for your dream honeymoon. As a young adult, Lisa Nelson never rode a bike for more than 5 miles. She took up cycling while working at a non-profit program that “focused on turning delinquent youth on to positive programing … such as biking.” That’s how she met her strong but silent partner of 15 years, Steele Spokes, who she’s getting hitched to on March 2nd in a Luau-themed wedding. Keep reading »
Ryan Leak, are you for real or are you a figment of the female imagination? Bow down to the man who overheard his girlfriend Amanda Roman saying that her secret dream was to get engaged and married on the same day and got to work making that shit happen. Not only did Leak figure out how to navigate his way around Pinterest (a skill that I have yet to master), but he managed to plan their wedding entirely from 224 re-Pins in her “My Dream Wedding” folder. WITHOUT HER KNOWING. Keep reading »
The New York Times Vows column is truly one of a kind. Week after week, the meet-cute stories land all over the spectrum, from the truly romantic to the strangely political to, very frequently, the totally twee and bizarrely short-sighted. To wit: this week’s tale, titled “Found, A Soul Mate,” which regales the romance of two yoga aficionados from the Hamptons. It begins like so:
People describe Erika Halweil, a longtime yoga teacher in the Hamptons, as someone who has a lot of backbone in every way. She has great posture. She rarely gets upset over things like parking tickets or bad-hair days. (Naturally pretty, she probably doesn’t have many.) She is sometimes stern but never shy.
Have your eyes rolled out of their sockets yet? Well, best to pick them up off the carpet, because this one only gets worse. Alongside the fawning anecdotes, the repeated use of the words “inspired,” “balanced,” “intense,” and “connected,” and oh yeah, some photos of the groom’s weird wedding slippers, NYT reporter Lois Smith Brady drops a bomb. Seriously, a bomb. Keep reading »
From the minute you get engaged to even several months into being a newlywed, you’re exposed to wedding traditions galore. Some you may be familiar with (very, if you’ve been in/to a lot of weddings) and others that may have slipped your mind completely (because you were distracted by other important matters of business like designing an acceptable seating chart or negotiating with vendors).
Case in point: When my fiance (whoops!) husband and I were on our way back from the airport after getting hitched earlier this month, one of my brilliant colleagues said I had to make him carry me over the threshold when we got home. So funny. I hadn’t even thought of that. And being the history geek that I am, I proceeded to Google it to find out where the seemingly sweet tradition came from. Let me tell you — I probably shouldn’t have.
Here, that and six other wedding traditions’surprising origins that may make you see them in a whole new light. Read more on The Stir…
Really fun weddings produce really fun wedding guests. When there’s an open bar at the reception, and the after party and the after, after party (which is an impromptu affair on a shuttle bus back to the hotel), you’re going to see some really drunk guests. This can be particularly fun not just for the blitzed people — but for the lightweights. You know, the two-and-a-half glasses of champagne at the reception and one shot of whiskey at the after party because their pride won’t allow them to turn it down types. They are the ones truly reaping the benefits of the spectacle. Staying relatively sober while everyone else is shitbombed allows the time and space to observe human nature. Well, drunken human nature. Below, a semi-sober assessment of the wasted guests you’ll see at a wedding. Keep reading »