Sunday, January 9, 2011

You raised me well, too well

Last night I had a breakthrough: My mom and I had an honest discussion about my upcoming (well, 3 years away) wedding to my boyfriend.

There were problems, no arguments, just problems.

My mother doesn't realize that when she raised me with good taste she also took out a lot of the 'practicality' she has.

Some examples: Having a reception in a gym, while practical for size,location and cost effectiveness is not cool, in my opinion.

I don't think walking down a side aisle is cool then out the other side is cool, especially because family will probably be sitting center.

DIY Everything seems a bit extreme and unreliable to me, as I'm a perfectionist if I'm doing it myself.

I don't find most reception halls tacky.

I really don't want to get married in a church, especially my parish because of said side ways church problem. Not getting married in a church is out of the question.

I don't want my reception in the local hotel.

That's what I realized last night as we finally discussed my wedding. Normally I wouldn't feel so bad about some of these ideas, but recently my fiance's mom had a relatively large wedding reception that seemed to cost way more than what my mom is willing to spend on my wedding. I hate to make this sound like a competition, but I feel my wedding should be better(or at least equal to) than hers.

That sounds really bitchy or bridezilla-esque, but I mean, I want a nice wedding, and (from the few pictures I've seen) she had a nice wedding.

Part of this is, I'm not entirely sure what I want yet, but I know I want my wedding to be nice, and when she constantly suggests DIY this and "We could do that ourselves" it gets a little frustrating. Maybe this wouldn't be such a problem if her wedding hadn't been entirely DIY (seriously she only had flowers and photography professionally done, and I'm not even sure about the flowers...)

I'm not saying my mom's wedding was nice, I'm just saying that we have a bigger budget, let's show it off a little.

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