I mean, a lot of nice trends are happening right now, like cutesy-pants DIY projects. And cupcakes. Increasing amounts of glitter. Twinkle lights. Photobooths. Bonfires. Outdoor ceremonies. And other things. Though I could do without the mustache mania and the jumping-bridal-party pictures that just won't roll over and die.
...Alright, some of those aren't really trends. People have been getting married outside and making their own dessert tables for a long time. But who knows what weddings of the future will be like? In the next ten years, the blogosphere could be raving about Labyrinth-inspired affairs, with robo-fficiants and space honeymoons.
|The future has begun.|
But surely, this can't become a reality. What will the guests eat? Dehydrated chicken-or-fish packets? Buttercream-frosted cake capsules? I don't even want to think about the kind of bizarre, synthesized beats DJ Roomba will be layin' down.
Almost makes a girl want to grab the first person she sees and elope right now, before her only choice is to get hitched on a drunken, giggly trip to Space Vegas.
|Hang a sign and tin cans off that getaway car. Ship. Whatever.|
*Of course, the foreseeable future generally extends to next Tuesday in my mind.
Images via Discovery Channel; Magical Mouse Pad.