I went to two weddings yesterday. In general, I try to avoid weddings because I find them exhausting, gaudy displays of vanity that are the first expensive step towards divorce. Yes, I know I'm cynical. But also, I find that weddings very rarely diverge from puffy, chichi and formulaic.
Wedding #2 yesterday was held on a beautiful piece of property in Olympia. It was outdoors, and all the blossoms were out (so were the goats, chickens and kittens). The bride, my friend C., found her lovely ivory lace gown at a boutique in Seattle. It was refreshing to see something other than a starchy white, bedazzled-cupcake gown.
I was grateful she avoided the poodle prom updo and went for a soft classic updo, with a little feather hairpiece. Her sash and shawl contrasted splendidly with her vibrant hair.