When did extravagant weddings become a thing for every day people? Years ago, those were the weddings you watched on television because it was Princess Diana that was getting married rather than Jennifer, your friend from high school.
However, times have changed and this bridesmatron has had to learn to get with it.
Four weddings in the past six months is a lot for a person to handle. Four weddings means four bridesmaid dresses, four bachelorette trips, for wedding trips, four sets of showers and that's if they only have one!
This past weekend my little brother got married. The wedding was amazing. It was a beach wedding with rehearsal dinner in the sand and the ceremony in a gorgeous all white chapel.
Her dress was amazing, I always stand on the other side of her in family photos; she's that pretty, and my little brother was the most handsome I've ever seen.
We were plucked and made up by an amazing Instagram famous make up artist, my hair was teased and then flattened before being beach waved by one of the greatest hair stylists in Florida.
Meanwhile, photos were snapped all around us by one of Atlanta's best photographers.
After they said I do, we were ushered to a reception with bistro lights, a DJ, hanging chandeliers and flowers from above us in the trees, antique tables and gorgeous mirrors, and I haven't even mentioned the food and drink.
Again, this was extravagance like you would not believe and this is one of those weddings we will most definitely read about in a magazine.
However, the best parts — seeing my little brother kiss his high school sweetheart and call her his wife; holding hands with my two younger brothers and praying blessings over the marriage before going down the aisle; and listening to my 6'6 baby brother tell his eldest how proud he was, how excited he was, and how beautiful his new sister-in-law looked that night.
The best part was seeing this 10-year-love finally come together before friends and family.
That didn't cost a dime.
Now, I would most definitely be a fraud if I didn't disclose certain facts about myself, such as the fact that I myself have been a bride and was taken away from my wedding in a horse drawn Cinderella carriage after toasting with very expensive champagne.
But now I'm older and wiser and barely remember all of those fancy things we paid top dollar for because my favorite part of the entire night wasn't my ceremony, the dancing, the food, or even the makeup.
My favorite part was when Cleveland's skies opened up and this torrential downpour came, absolutely soaking myself and my new husband in our very fancy princess carriage.
I probably should have cried because my dress was sopping wet, but I remember looking at him and laughing. It was one of my top 10 favorite laughs of all time right after the first time I heard my daughter's laugh.
But that's my point, that laugh was free. That laugh came from marrying my best friend and from knowing I get to sit in thunderstorms with him for the rest of my life.
The extravagance was wonderful. The chandeliers were absolutely gorgeous.
But when all of that fades, the love of my not-so-little brother and his stunning bride, my new sister, are what people will remember.
Because love, my friends, don't cost a thing.