ExposedNYC

It’s official. I’ve reached the age where my mailbox is as full of wedding invitations and baby showers as it is with credit card offers.

You know what I love about weddings?

1. The excuse to travel. As of today, I’ll be heading to Las Vegas in March (the couple actually lives there, it’s not a spur of the moment Elvis chapel thing), and Seattle in June, which is gorgeous in the summer and a good excuse to visit friends and family.

2. The fact that two people I know have found someone that they believe they can spend the rest of their life with. It gives my balloon of optimism a little extra puff of air to keep it filled, while bad dates continue to puncture little holes in it. (And yeah, I guess this probably should have ranked first in the list, huh?)

3. Generally a good meal, plenty to drink, and an excuse to dance. Weddings are like formal dances for adults. Plus you get to dress up, and I love any excuse to wear heels.

4. I get to come up with fun ideas of how I would do things. I loved a friend’s procession where each member of the wedding party walked down the aisle to a snippet of a song that meant something to them. And, I’ve already got songs picked out to dance with my mother and father to (yes, I want to do both).

You know what I don’t love about weddings?

1. They can get expensive, and not just for the bride’s family. Of course, I would love to celebrate my friends’ happiness, but between wedding showers, bachelorette parties, the aforementioned travel, and a gift, they can take a serious chunk out of my budget.

2. I have to find a date. Not always, of course, but the invitation I received today was specifically addressed to “Miss Exposed and Guest”. It becomes a tricky situation as a single girl to decide who to ask. If you’re casually dating someone, it can be seen as a step toward being serious. If you take a friend, everyone will inevitably ask you all night if you’re dating.

3. It reminds me that I’m nowhere near being married! This isn’t a huge concern in my day to day life, but in the moment you can get caught up in feeling like you absolutely have to dive for those flowers wrapped in ribbon, wrestle it away from the other single women corralled together for the toss as if your life depended on it.

I’m going to try to keep the first list in my mind for the next few years. My sanity will depend on it.

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