Showing posts with label ties. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ties. Show all posts

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Tying one on...

Interestingly enough, one of the more talked about decisions (read: thing I keep bringing up until I get my way) is what I am going to wear to my own wedding...

I loathe (yes, loathe!) rented tuxes. I have spent nearly $1500 in rented tuxedos over the course of the last 10 years...and all I have to show for it is a rash. There is little else I dislike more than a rented tux (a pin tie on the DJ while he plays the b-52's is the only thing that remotely comes close). The scratchy shirt. The ill fitting (PLEATED!!!) pants. The clunky shoes. Its all for the birds. I will not make my groomsmen wear tuxedos (you're welcome). I can't justify it. I'm a better friend than they are (you know, if you made me rent a tux).


I am a fan of Jcrew suits - flat front pants - cut for the tall-ish. I would wear it when I am not, you know, getting married. Perfect for my wedding. Understated and classic. I have my eye on one or two. You can take the guy out of Miami...

This is where H and I diverge - I have no interest in being buttoned up, or having a tie on at my own wedding. I think everyone thinks I am joking. But I am serious. Seriously. Despite my job - its not how I live my life. The second I am out of court, that tie is off. More than that - I like the look of a suit with no tie. I'm more comfortable, thereby, more confident (I think). Isn't that what we all want. Of course, there is compromise - I just don't think H (or her mother) are going to go for it.

I think I am going to lose this battle. I am prepared to lose this battle. Its just that when we watch Bridezillas, those crazy [girls] do everything short of holding their breath until they get what they want. Maybe I should start practicing...