Weddingbee Blog

… but not drunk people. I’m serious. You always hear about “My friend’s sister’s drunk Vegas quickie wedding”, but that is simply impossible. When we went to get our marriage license, we asked the guy how many drunk people come through each night (since they are open almost all night), and he said they never approve those couples. Actually, the first question I asked him was, “Were you here when Britney Spears married that one guy?”

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He rolled his eyes and said no…

What? I think that’s a totally valid and relevant question! See his expression? Yeah, so not into me right now…

Anyways, the processor guy thought we were really super lame, but he gave us our marriage license anyway. As Mr. Dumpling handed over the $55 (cash only!), he said, in his best wannabe Southern accent, “Y’all, this is the best $55 I’ve ever spent!” Then, he proceeded to take pictures with everyone present at this most blessed event.

With the night guard at the Courthouse:

With my biggest fan, the night processor guy:

And finally, the Dumplings with their marriage license. It’s official. Stop freaking out, Mr. D.

So here are the specifics of getting a marriage license in Las Vegas:

• It’s downtown, in the not-so-great part of town. You will get harassed by homeless people and wedding chasers (the guys who work for the Elvis chapels who will do your ceremony for $59.95, not including music).
• It costs $55 and it’s cash only. The have an ATM, but the fees were kind of ridiculous. Bring your government-issued ID with you. You can get it up to a year in advance.
• They are open every single day. Even Sunday! They close at 10PM now, but used to close at midnight.

Dun dun DUNNNNN! Time to get hitched in about 15 days!

Did you geek out during your trip to get your marriage license?