I was recently lucky enough to attend my first gay wedding. I hate that I even have to type "gay wedding" because that means it's an anomaly. I cannot wait until the day when our society finally gets to the point that when a wedding is referenced, it could be any combination of genders meeting at the altar. But all in due time, I suppose - and in the meantime, maybe it's part of what made the wedding I just attended... so... magical.
I'll admit, while I knew the brides - I didn't know what to expect of their wedding. Had no idea. Like I said, this was my first - but I will say that I've thought long and hard about what life is like for gay couples ever since I was a high schooler. (I could have written my high school thesis paper on anything, and I chose to write it about homophobia.) And after these many years of thought, I really think that one of the few perks of being a non-straight couple-to-be-wed is the fact that you can do ANYthing at your wedding. Tradition can go completely out the window - since well, there IS no set tradition. Same-sex couples who choose to have a wedding are pioneers. I've thought for years about how crazy a gay wedding could get if one so chose: rainbow dresses, magenta suits, mixed gender bridal parties... okay, so maybe my imagination ran a tad rampant... and of course, these illusions of gorgeous outlandishness always included the heart and soul of a serious couple wanting to commit to each other forever - but nonetheless, I always assumed that one day when I grew up and I started to get invitations to gay weddings, that each one would feel like falling down Alice's rabbit hole.