I never expected to finish my wedding day in the emergency ward of a Balinese hospital but, sadly, not everything goes to plan.
Weddings tend to come with their fair share of issues – they’re like teenagers or pirated dvd’s. Navigating through their issues takes hard work, skill and patience.
I was labeled a groomzilla about 9 months ago when I really took charge of the wedding plans. I’ve organised plenty of events in the past but nothing quite matches the pressure that sits atop a wedding. It was a living hell.
It got to a point where I just started saying ‘no’. No cake, no garter, no bouquet, no formal seating.
I could not be stuffed shuffling name cards around a seating plan. I called ‘buffet time’. Eat when you want and sit where you want with whom you want. I ate my dinner sitting on a step next to one of my brothers and his wife.
I was ably assisted with wedding preparations by Kel’s 3 bridesmen. Yes, bridesMEN. And before you start wondering, yes they are all gay and great wedding planners, as were a few of her other very helpful gay friends. This truly was a case of Queer Eye for the Wedding Guy.
You are probably wondering exactly how the bride involved herself. It’s safe to say that she became a little detached from the wedding process. I didn’t take this personally. She assured me that she would turn up on the day, in a dress and say ‘I do’. She’s shy and hates attention, therefore planning for constant attention for an entire day didn’t sit well with her.
Kel finally ‘felt it’ at 5pm on our wedding day. I stood with my 2 groomsmen as the Bob Marley classic “Is This Love” brought our guests to life. They clapped and sang as I turned to see Kel looking more beautiful than I’d ever seen her and with a smile that launched 1,000 cheers.
She quite literally took my breath away. I know it sounds clichéd but I never really expected it to happen. I’ve seen her a million times before. I’ve seen her on a daily basis for over 4 years. I never knew she’d be able to surprise me like this but she did. I felt an incredible rush of emotion. I’m guessing she felt the same, I haven’t asked her.