Yipee! No offense to those who were kind enough to put me on their guest list, but the excessive dress shopping and money spent on other unforeseen things was a bit draining. Still, it was nice to see what different couples did to really personalize the art form that is holy matrimony. In honor of this wave of nuptials, I just need to hand out some superlatives to the four unions I witnessed this past spring and summer.
Best reception food: Tony & Laura. I think their feast spoiled me for other weddings where you just get salad, a roll and an entree. They had a 3-table buffet representing three different kinds of cuisine--Napa wine country, Italian North Beach and Asian food for Chinatown. And I don't think I ate one bland thing that night.
Best slide show: Alvin & Jen. Alvin's sense of humor really came through especially with the choice in music. And I loved how it ended with pictures of their ceremony to Carrie Underwood singing "Ever Ever After."
Best entertainment: Brian & Marianne (Phoenix-based friends who don't even know I write a blog). Marianne is Filipino and Brian is half. They opened the reception with dancers from ASU's Filipino Student Association. It was a great way to lend some cultural nuances to the evening and their dances used some interesting props.
Best favors: Randy & Ellie. I liked their all candy table with little Chinese take out boxes to take stuff home. And all the candy was different shades of blue to match the event's color scheme.
Best ceremony backdrop: Tony & Laura. There's nothing like getting married at Fort Mason with the beautiful San Francisco Bay behind you with boats drifting back and forth. And a touch of irony with Alcatraz not too far away.
Best wedding cake display: Alvin & Jen. OK, I may be a bit biased here. (MY CUPCAKES!)
If anyone else is getting married this year, I have one word: ELOPE.
Well, off to bed. Just got a massage at a chain called Massage Envy. My neck feels quite a bit better. But a weird thing happened tonight. When I went to pay, the cashier said someone left a gift card with my name for a free 1 1/2 hour massage. But I can't think of anyone who would do that except for my regular massage therapist which I'm not sure why she'd do that. But nobody else knows I go there regularly. Hmmm...this is a mystery that's going to bug me for a while. Where is Scooby? Or rather Velma?