Over the years, I've attended scores of weddings, part of the wedding party a few times, but most of the time as a guest. I giggle as I recall some that didn't go quite as planned. I've seen cake catastrophes and wedding veils being stepped on. One time an overzealous bridesmaid caught her hair on fire (turns out hairspray is quite flammable). It was quickly extinguished, but it left quite a smell for the ceremony.
My own wedding was rather simple and tame in comparison. We married on Christmas Eve. We had a "home" ceremony at my sister's house who lived in Forestdale AL at the time. To this day, I'm reminded of the '70s each time I look at our wedding photos. I wore a wide brimmed floppy hat with a white peasant-styled dress. My husband had an afro hairstyle, wore stacked- heel shoes, and a wide collared polyester shirt. It's fun to reminisce.