Well, it looks like we are officially having a wedding. Not as if all the other things we’ve been planning indicated otherwise, but sending out the invitations made the event somehow seem more tangible than ever before. We’ve received the first of our RSVPs back (they said yes!), so I think it’s high time for me to share with the hive.
You might recall that I planned to DIY our invitations from the beginning, and boy oh boy, DIY they were. I got a few text messages from guests who knew my DIY plan and asked, “Well which parts did you make yourself?” What do you mean which parts? Save for creating the envelopes from scratch and weaving our own twine, we made everything!
The scene at the post office was not as hectic has I had imagined. It might have helped that we mailed our invitations from our hometown in New Jersey rather than NYC. My parents’ dining room had become my invitation headquarters as there just wasn’t enough space in our studio to spread out a suitable crafting station. We were able to keep the postage to the 70 cent wedding invitation standard (I was very nervous about the weight), but the first post office we went to wanted to charge us 21 cents extra for hand cancelling. I had never heard of an upcharge for hand cancelling so we tried another post office in town. Lo and behold, no upcharge there. Winner! We did end up hand cancelling them ourselves, but I didn’t mind.
It’s been a while (a good three and a half years), so many of you may not remember me. Mr. Elephant and I had an amazing blue and green, travel themed wedding in Texas back in April 2011. We found our creative sides and added several DIY touches to our ceremony and reception.
My mother and I have two completely different ideas of what a wedding is. But before I tell you her thoughts on weddings in the new millennium, let me rewind to July 23, 1977. This is when Mama and Papa Walrus got married. This is 37 years ago. They had a pretty extravagant affair for the ’70s. (My dad has his afro to prove it. I would show you guys, but after their divorce, who knows what happened to those wedding albums.) They had a guest count of about 300 people at the church that is still my church home (just in a different location), followed by a reception and dinner and dancing. Sounds pretty typical right?
Now fast forward to present day, 2014. The problem is that my mother (mainly being the one in sticker shock over the price inflation of weddings over the past 30+ years) INSISTS that wedding receptions are simply: A receiving line after the ceremony, and you serve your guests cake and punch and the wedding is done. *blank stare*
There are so many details that never occurred to me before I became a bride. Among them are all of the considerations that go into building the bridal party. Of course, the overall approach is simple—choose some of your nearest and dearest and ask them to stand with you on your wedding day—but in practice, I found that there were many things we needed to consider when we were building our bridal party.
One of the first discussions we had after getting engaged was about our bridal party. Mr. Crab has a group of absolute best friends from college. They were housemates their senior year in college and have been in almost daily contact since then. Their friendship and group dynamic is really great, and they truly love each other. Mr. Crab will be the sixth of their group of seven to get married; he thought it would be cool to have all of his friends participate as groomsmen. OK, six people seems reasonable, but of course, he also wanted to include his best friend growing up and his siblings. This made for a grand total of 10.