I keep seeing this meme in the popular media, that weddings are such a big deal for women because we’ve all fantasized about what a magical day it would be ever since we were little girls playing with dolls.
Now, I don’t consider myself to be a particularly special snowflake, but I sure as hell never fantasized about my wedding as a child. Even now that I’m an adult, I don’t fantasize about my imaginary wedding. I mean, sure, when I go to weddings, I might think “oh, I like that touch, I’ll keep that in mind if I ever get married,” but that’s it. I have been accused of being unromantic, though. (I suppose it’s not impossible, but I think my sentimentality levels are pretty normal. A friend is getting married and I got all schmoopy hearing about her wedding dress shopping.)
Hell yes. I never played with dolls or House but you bet your ass I imagined my wedding. Well, it’s in every Indian movie, and Hindu movies make a big deal about weddings, plus our weddings are (IMO) more fun than Western weddings. It’s literally like a week-long party in the movies.
I was going to pop in here and say, “No, I never fantasized about my wedding! Ew!” then realized that that would be a lie. I got all moony about weddings for about 30 minutes after seeing Princess Di get married.
Oooh, and I have to agree - Hindu weddings tend to be much more fun than Western weddings. I only had a taste of one (we did a drastically shortened Hindu wedding and a Christian ceremony), but it was much more fun and far more colorful than any wedding I’ve ever been to.
No, never. And it’s causing me all kinds of trouble now I’m actually trying to plan my wedding. People keep asking me what my preferences are over all kinds of tiny little things, which I’ve never thought about. Flowers, for instance - apparently I’m supposed to have them and care about them. Who knew?
I used to watch the dresses and think about what type I would like. But I think that was more to do with the fact that I love ball gowns, and sort of figured that it might be my only chance, ever. Even the inauguration balls here in DC seldom include real ball gowns.
But no, the party was never the point in my mind, and the whole “Princess for a day” thing never appealed to me.
Oh, and for anyone who did dream of a wedding and hasn’t had one yet: actually planning a wedding is a lot different than dreaming of one. It’s a lot less fun. Just because you dreamed of a wedding, doesn’t mean you’ll enjoy planning one or actually having one.
ETA: I didn’t. I had a wedding, and I wish I hadn’t.
Nope. I did plan a few for friends and the occasional inanimate object, but it was more an excuse to get free snacks than fantasy fodder.
I do occasionally come across cute wedding-related ideas (herb centerpieces, plantable invites), but then most would work just as well for a general party or even a funeral dinner.
Oh god no. I thought the whole thing sounded terrifying and annoying. I’m not even sure what made me get married. We were sitting around one day and decided it seemed like a good idea at the time, so we did it. Our whole ceremony took 15 minutes tops, and I was still annoyed by having to find a dress, shoes and go to the hair salon. I’m with psycat90 on this one.
I only fantasized about the wedding once I was actually engaged - and I DID have fun planning the wedding. Cake tastings are fun! A few factors probably contributed to this fun: my husband was into it too, so I didn’t feel like I was picking out stuff alone and worrying about what he would like - he just told me. Also, we have basically the same taste so whenever one of us would show the other one something we liked, it was basically “Great, let’s do that!” I didn’t find it stressful at all.
I didn’t. My childhood fantasy was being a businesswoman and living in a large studio apartment, kinda like in the movie Big. Not as many toys and crap in it, but a really spacious place.
Nope. In fact I was friends with a girl that loved to play wedding. Somewhere there is a video of us playing. She was the bride and I was supposed to hum the wedding march, but I didn’t know it so I humed Oh Canada. Totally the same thing, right;)
Huh. I was a fairy or a princess every year at Halloween. I played with trucks, and cars and the prize of my toy collection was either my toy Camaro or my Gobot (I didn’t have any Transformers - boo) but I was still pretty girly, too.