For obvious political and health reasons (I'm gay and have been diagnosed as tulle averse), I have issues with "marriage" as it exists right now. But weddings? Well, that's a different story!!! Especially those which I would have planned exactly as they happened, but didn't have to. I'm pleased to say I run in a social circle not bound to any degree of formality when throwing these events. Sometimes my friends steer clear of the proverbial envelope altogether. My "partner" and I recently ditched our kids and spent a weekend in rural, rustic, Ojai, CA at just such a celebration.
The first indication that this wouldn't be your run-of-the-mill church wedding arrived in the mail on craft paper card stock printed in chocolate brown and barn red. Location instructions included meeting a trolley at the hotel for a short ride to the barn where it would all go down.
The soon-to-be hyphenate Ms. Kate Powers - Puryear (below center), is escorted from the trolley to the hay bale alter by her step father (below right) and father (below left). The love between the bride and groom was electric, the passionate ceremony was concise. I believe the officiate was cast thru Ford Models and licensed via the "Minute Minister" iPhone app. The simple farm setting was at once disarmingly casual and movingly poetic. Podunk Elegance. Fantastic. One useful tip omitted from the invite - getting straw out of dress socks.
A glowing, blissful Ms. Kate Powers and her handsome husband Mr. Scott Puryear (above). Here's to a long joy-filled life together, brimming with love and two-steppin'. Hot dang!!!