Dream Wedding

Day 7: Your dream wedding.

This one is easy. *smiles* By now you should know that I am far from traditional. I also have an acute case of commitment-phobia so my dream wedding would have to be a last minute endeavor. That's right, we're going to Las Vegas! My soul-mate would just wake up one day and decide that he wanted my hand in marriage sooner rather than later. He wouldn't ask for my hand in marriage. He would tell me how much he couldn't live without it. A date would be set in a weeks time maximum if the arrangements couldn't be made that very night. He would gather 5 of his friends and I would gather 5 of mine (Mom, Sister, my son's god-mother, 2 other wonderful women who inspired my children's names) to make an intimate party of 12. I'm talking cocktails from the plane to the chapel. And photos. Lots of photos. Think of that wine tour I mentioned in the "Day 5" post. A limo, laughter and responsible intoxication. The ceremony (I hate formal ceremonies) would be brief. Original vows in honor of my love affair with words. Nothing too dramatic or overly romantic. A simple "I'll love you forever girl" will do. The reception would take place back at our hotel suite. Someone's Ipod playing love songs from the 90s (Dru Hill, Jagged Edge, Aerosmith.... I am musically stuck in that era) in the background. The cake would be as simple as my dress. The dress would be something light. Short. Easy to dance in.  This could change but I'm quite fond of Tiffany's mini cakes. A variety of simple flavors. Food ordered up from room service or a local restaurant. Something pescatarian or vegetarian. As long as it's simple and delicious. The night would end with all of us laying down wherever sleep finds us. Late flights for home would be booked for the next day. My soul-mate and I would have one more stop to make before the airport. Matching tattoos at a tattoo parlor of our liking. I've never been a ring girl. Aside from him, ink is this girl's best friend. Maybe some of our friends will get some ink work done as well. Something small so we can make that flight back. After 2 days of mayhem, I will be longing for a kiss from my son, smiles from my daughters and a snuggle from Kingston. So I will definitely want to head back home.
Oh yes, a girl can dream.......