There are so many superstitions surrounding weddings. And most are completely ridiculous. Check out how doomed the Tiramisus are:
When to Marry
Marry when the year is new, always loving, always true,
When February Birds do mate, you may wed or dread your fate
If you wed when March winds blow, joy and sorrow both you’ll know
Marry in April when you can, joy for maiden and for man,
Marry in the month of May, you will surely rue the day,
Marry when June roses blow, over land and sea you’ll go,
They who in July do wed, must labour always for their bread,
Whoever wed in August be, many a change are sure to see,
Marry in September’s shine, your living will be rich and fine,
If in October you do marry, love will come but riches tarry,
If you wed in bleak November, only Joy will, remember,
When December snows fall fast, marry and true love will last.
Strike one for the July marrying Tiramisus! No free bread for us.
Wedding Day of the Week
Monday: Brides will be Healthy.
Tuesday: Brides will be Wealthy.
Wednesday: Brides do best of all.
Thursday: Brides will suffer losses.
Friday: Brides will suffer crosses.
Saturday: Brides will have no luck at all.
Strike two! With Saturday being the most popular day to wed, at least there are a lot of unlucky couples out there with us. Friday is not looking so hot either. I wonder what happens to Sunday brides- left out of the fun because of the rhyme scheme.
Mirrors
It is considered good luck for the fully attired Bride to glance in her mirror just once before leaving for her wedding, but it is bad luck to look in the mirror after she has left the bedroom to commence her journey to the ceremony.
I’m definitely out on this one. I’ll be checking myself out all day long
Wedding Dress
Married in white, you have chosen alright.
Married in green, ashamed to be seen.
Married in red, You will wish yourself dead.
Married in blue, you will always be true
Married in yellow, ashamed of your fellow.
Married in black, you will wish yourself back.
Married in pink, of you he’ll think.
At least I picked “alright”. Good to know.
Any Wednesday in December, blue dress wearing, mirror shy brides out there?
Best of luck to the rest of you
Source of totally valuable advice: here
Ugh. As a July bride… That poem sucks!