Wedding planning sure has changed. Twenty years ago it would take a year and a half to plan your nuptials. But today – in possession of a smartphone – I did it in about two hours.
In the ’90s when you got engaged, you and your fiancé spent a couple of hours calling from two house phones that shared the same phone line, notifying immediate family and close friends. Now, you just change your Facebook status to “Engaged,” notifying your entire family and 900 friends in four seconds. Post a picture of the ring, and you’ve covered the clarity, cut and color conversation too.
You used to go to a stationery store and sit with a nice lady and pore through albums of invitation designs and font choices. Now you just go to a website, click on an invite and have it shipped to your door in 3-5 business days.
You used to make an appointment at a bridal shop to look through 200 wedding gowns and decide which ones to try on. Now you Google “wedding dress,” then text the photos to your friends, who reply with emojis indicating their preference. (The dress that got the thumbs up/smiley face/hand-clap was my favorite too!)
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You had to hand-mail a letter to your guests with the itinerary for the wedding weekend – with a carefully crafted note that you won’t be allowing children. Now you just email your guests the details. And you allow children. But only because you actually have them now and you sort of have to invite them.
You would research venues, hire a photographer and book a live band. Now you book a restaurant, upgrade your iPhone camera and hire a guitarist. That way you can eat your favorite salmon, take candid pictures, and be able to hear yourself think over the music.
You required a calligrapher to address the invitations. Now you just create an Evite. Guests can reply right away – and post a message about how they want their salmon cooked.
You would secure eight bridesmaids all wearing the same sleeveless taffeta dress. Today, I would have eight friends who wouldn’t be speaking to me if I put them in a wedding at all, much less wearing anything that shows their arms.
You would have to attend a cake tasting, and then at the wedding they would present a four-tiered wedding cake. My restaurant serves tiramisu. Which is good, it may actually cut down on the number of kids that want to come.
I guess this is why people are dating on the Internet – you literally could meet someone and plan your wedding without ever having to leave the house. But where’s the fun in that?
Speaking of fun, I think I will have bridesmaids. I just want to see my friends in taffeta.