So… we had a lot of bridesmates. Eleven to be exact, which seemed excessive when planning (especially when sorting out who was wearing what), but ultimately, I am so glad every single one of these people stood up with and for us. We all had a blast doing group photos! Once the obligatory ‘formal’ photos were taken and our code names (Team Awesome and Team We’re Better) were created, we took it upon ourselves to up the ante with every photo. I’m sharing the silly photos because they are the ones that really represent our friends, ourselves and the general feel of the afternoon.
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Our bridal parties are a combination of lots of different styles, sizes, skin colors, ages and sexes. So instead of shoving everyone into cookie-cutter bridesmaid dresses, we decided to go the mismatching route. I’m sure the male members of our parties are especially thankful for that! Here’s the breakdown: Rose’s bridal party consists of her 4 older sisters and brother. They are all Samoan with gorgeous dark skin and various builds and personal preferences. My “marital minions” (as I so lovingly call them) are made up of my dearest friends. After all… Friends are the family we choose for ourselves… right?
I adore when bridal parties wear dresses that are completely different in fabric and style, but all seem to flow together because of color and length. It really allows for each person to express themselves but still look like they are cheering for the same wedding team! There is a great gallery of all kinds of ways it has been done on this Wedding Bee Forum. I really am in love with the ecclectic and personalized look!
I do have a few minor concerns:
What if the dresses are too mismatchy?
What if someone can’t find a dress in the color scheme that fits their body or their budget?
How do I tie everything together? Matching shoes? Bouquets? Hair pieces?
I have to admit, I’m obsessed. Most of my blogging pleasure seems to be derived from copious amounts of wedding porn – who the heck am I becoming?? Between my partner and I – I don’t even know which one of us is worse at this point but at the same time, I kinda dig how this process is making us embrace our more feminine side.
Lately, I have been thinking about my forming my own, albeit small bridal brigade. I have come to realize about myself that I am going to be a stickler for budgets mainly because I’m going to be applying to fellowships and MBA programs and she may be potentially going to school so our money (it is still so weird to say that!) for the this year is going to be kinda wonky – so we won’t have the expendable funds needed to be all out with it – so, enter the brigade because I plan to do as many projects myself that I can feasibly allow without pulling out mine or someone’s hair (I mean, who am I kidding – I wouldn’t pull out my hair -haha…sigh). I also need it because even though I believe myself to be a “Jane of all Trades”, I know I can’t do something like this alone and I wouldn’t want to – I want the wedding to be a labor of love not something that screams ME, ME, ME. So, that is why I enjoy the community aspect of having a bridal brigade not to mention they will help to keep me in check because I know I can be (ahem) off the chain when it comes to certain aspects of event planning and I want my partner and I to enjoy this journey.
I found putting together a “bridal party” really difficult. We knew we didn’t want the normal trappings of a bridal party (i.e. matching outfits, a bridal shower, a formal procession, etc.). Yet, we had tons of people that we felt strongly about involving in our ceremony. At first, I felt betwixt and between. My idea of a gay wedding party is a mixed gender group of gay and straight friends. But my four straight girl friends and one straight guy friend didn’t fit this mold exactly.
And my idea of a DIY wedding party is a bunch of friends that all have amazing talents (like baking professional looking wedding cakes) and a willingness to spend hours decorating. I didn’t have this either. My friends have talents, but some of those talents don’t lend themselves to wedding at all. Yet, in my mind, every bride had a best friend with a letterpress, except me. Almost all of my friends would be traveling in for the weekend, so I couldn’t ask them to take off more work so that they could help with last minute DIY projects. I had to let go of the idea of what I thought a gay or DIY wedding party was supposed to look and act like.