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June 01, 2003

BIG Fat Gay Wedding -WOW

Well, I finally got to go to the Big Fat Gay Wedding. It was everything a Big Fat Gay Wedding should be, I tell ya. My friends Jim and Andre did such a lovely job. Just into the wedding, Jim and Andre each welcomed their guests. Jim said while planning this event, he came to think of it less as a "commitment ceremony" and more as a "Commitment Concert". He couldn't have been more right. It's good to have a stable of broadway performers and other musicians as friends. The music was exquisitely planned and just as adequately carried out.

If I do say so myself, the wedding party looked amazing, each in our signature rainbow hue. The red dress did everything it was supposed to do and more. That dress is definitely a keeper. I am already searching for my next excuse to wear it, or rather be seen in it. Do you think a floor length, spaghetti strap, fire engine red, Bob Mackie number is too much for Bookkeeping? Or after work cocktails at the local pub? It's a little low cut, lower than I usually wear. While at first I was worried about showing too much of my business, I soon discovered the dress fit me so well in that area that I could move and shake my groove thing any which way and not worry about getting cited by the Pocono Police for indecent exposure. Please! PUHLEASE! Someone take me to the Tony's.

The reception was probably one of the best parties at a wedding at which I've ever been. We walked into the ballroom to find a Mardi Gras/ Carnival paradise. Jim, a professional marketing man, spared no detail for the union. There was a stage light reflected on the ceiling with the JA Merrilat/ Correia logo in purple. That's right, Jim and Andre had a logo for the wedding. Talk about branding. I suppose you could call it their family crest. As if that weren't enough, there was another logo on the wall done in hundreds of tiny purple lights and silver backing. There were little nets full of m&m's tied with Merrillat/Correia ribbons and business cards in all colors of the rainbow with the logo on one side and pithy prose on the subject of marriage on the other. The cake was 7 layers atop each other like presents getting smaller and smaller to the top. Each layer had a different flavored cake. The spice was my fave but most people went for the orange. I knew I was in for a good time when I slipped out to my room to put on my more comfy shoes and get Jim's camera. I came back and the entire Reception, including some of the waiters, were doing a conga in and out of the ballroom. A number of Brazillian and Disco tunes and a few drag shows by straight men later my supposition proved currect

I actually felt sorry for the straight people getting married after Jim and Andre. They had to have a boring straight convential ceremony with a sit down dinner reception. Bleh! And the bridesmaids wore taupe! Taupe! Four blond girls in drab draperies with a big-Ass bow to cover their asses. Some brides can be so mean!! We chatted with some of the guests of the straight wedding at the after-after party in the hotel bar. A couple of the guys even bought me a shot, the "red-headed slut", after we chatted. And they had girlfriends too. Heh, heh. It's a good thing I'm not really a wanton woman. Did they see my dress at the wedding? That dress is definitely a keeper.

The next day we lounged at John and Ben's pool and hot tub. The weather was the first beautiful-days weekend we'd seen in weeks. The party was winding down.

We all knew we had been part of something special, from guests, to waiters, readers and singers, to the happy couple and their wedding attendants. The whole weekend was a union. I left feeling like I had shared something special; a union among friends and strangers in celebration of a greater aspiration of Love and Commitment. That's the sign of a good party: when your friends who are strangers leave as friends.

Jim and Andre, just like all alternative couples these days, had to celebrate their union outside of the established and conventional rituals. Because of this ostracism, their union became so unique and so significant of who they are as a couple and as individuals. If you are planning a wedding, ask me about the rose ceremony they created. Their ceremony wasn't rote. It was written...just for them...just for each other. Just for all of us, their guests, who were so honored to be a witness. Each moment was a testimony to their love, their decision, and their union.

And nobody can say God has a problem with same sex unions As far as I'm concerned this union was blessed. Butterflies in a box, thought to be lackadaisical, were actually just waiting for the perfect moment to fly away in celebration of the union. A weekend that was forecast for gloom and rain could have put a real damper on these outdoor nuptuals. Miraculously, half an hour before the actual outdoor ceremony on a deck overlooking a lake, the sun came out to see the concert and had such a good time, it decided to stay for the whole weekend.

As for me, I came away from the event with a little tan, a kick ass dress, a respect for Love, and the sure knowledge that if I ever get married, I'll be marrying a guy, but I am most definitely having a BIG...FAT....GAY... WEDDING!!!!

Posted by mermu at June 1, 2003 10:43 AM

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