I had a wonderful wedding.
Almost immediately following I posted the event to social media and well wishes came from friends and family around the world.
A haute couture designer posted pictures of us to their social media pages under the heading, “Tara and her groom look so happy in these pictures. Congratulations to a gorgeous couple! The #bride is particularly stunning in her [designer name] #gown.’
It was the beginning of an experiment I had in mind which culminated in all the reactions I’d hoped for.
Some friends from abroad were upset they weren’t invited if it was going to be such a big event, one even wrote to me and suggested spending so much money on a wedding dress (the couture dress retails for $13,000 Australian dollars) was hypocritical, since I was having such a small wedding.
In appearances it could be argued that I was indeed a hypocrite, but looks can be deceiving.
The truth is that the dress wasn’t designer couture, it was made by Daisy, a 24-year-old from Jiangsu province China, where I’d previously visited, and cost $200.
Daisy majored in English in college, but trained in lining and she’s saving to start a family. The cake I made myself from supermarket refuse, the weeks leading up to the wedding I spent trawling wheelie bins for bunches of overripe bananas, which I washed, peeled before baking into a misshaped tiered cake.
(The cake was thankfully proclaimed as delicious, eaten and no one fell ill with food poisoning!)