never... but maybe.

i'm not sure i ever believed in the institution of marriage. the idea of marrying for religion, other people, the occasion, the dress. i hate huge crowds, being the centre of attention, anything expensive, and white. i can't wear white.
i've written about marriage (and weddings) time and time again - the man i'll be with, not settling, being stubborn, and finding the man who combines all my loves into one (and not letting him break my heart).
then i look at marriages of the past. i think about those who married for war, for necessity... those who married because they had no choice, married men double their age. married for hatred, for peace, for family name, and history. and i can't figure out where love came into the picture.
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then. when looking at photos of weddings of 'yesteryear' i find this. a moment of sheer joy in the face of someone... and it opens a mirror to the happiness that some will only find once. and some will never find.
so i guess, i'll admit it. i want that. the above-the-knees dress at a church, the lace gloves, and the excitement, and uncontrollable nature in me that most find annoying.
and. when i do end up wanting 'that' (the bad word), i'll DEFINITELY buy everything from this site. except for vintage decorations.




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