I’m taking one thing at a time. With the children and launching my solo career it would drive me to a nervous breakdown if I tried to organise a wedding on top of that.
I’ve chosen my wedding ring large and heavy to continue forever. But exactly because of that all the time that Dave and I have an argument I feel it like handcuffs, and on anger time I throw it in a basket. Poor Dave, he bought me three wedding rings already!
I feel like most movies about female friends derive their conflict from an extension of the high school movie rivalries, or there’s some petty grievance: a competition over a guy or a wedding date or something. And I don’t relate to any of that.
I cannot stand when you go to a wedding and get fed tiny portions. I want everyone to have a good feed on my wedding day, so I plan on having several types of sausage, mash, and gravy up for grabs. Every guest will have a Yorkshire pudding, too!
I don’t know nothing about no marriages or nothing. I ain’t even never been to a wedding.
She tells enough white lies to ice a wedding cake.
After eight years of fighting, and multiple rounds of chemotherapy, surgery, and radiation, my mother lost her battle with cancer. I think about her every day. I miss her terribly, and wish she were there to walk me down the aisle at my wedding and to cheer when my sister received her college diploma.
You can’t make a rule about it. The minute you make a rule, it’s like putting your wedding pictures in ‘In Style’ magazine – you’re divorced.
And we’ve got a toaster and everything. So there is no reason for the wedding.
I always envisioned myself having a traditional and elegant wedding.
The most important thing to Ben and me was starting a family, so as soon as we got engaged, we booked Gurney’s in Montauk – which is just a few miles down the beach from our summer home – as our wedding venue a full year and a half out, and then we immediately started trying to get pregnant.
I ate no butcher’s meat, lived chiefly on fruits, vegetables, and fish, and never drank a glass of spirits or wine until my wedding day. To this I attribute my continual good health, endurance, and an iron constitution.
I haven’t worn make-up since my wedding, and my husband loves me a lot.
Narciso Rodriguez was my first fashion big brother. He made my wedding dress, which was wonderful.
No jealousy their dawn of love overcast, nor blasted were their wedded days with strife; each season looked delightful as it past, to the fond husband and the faithful wife.
Anyone out there considering doing a Christmas wedding, definitely do it!
When I celebrated my bar mitzvah, there was no cake. Today, there is no such thing as a bar mitzvah in the United States without a special cake. It can be even more complicated and expensive than a wedding cake, because bar-mitzvah cakes are often based on a particular theme.
In New York, I have a photo of my parents on their wedding day in 1947. They’re beaming at home plate in Houston’s Buffalo Stadium. I love the photo because my dad is smiling. He didn’t smile much in his later years.
Recently, I was preparing to sing Springsteen’s ‘If I Should Fall Behind’ for a wedding and was unable to get through it without tears. My wife handed me ‘Love You Forever.’ I read it. I cried. But that cry somehow cured me of crying while singing the song. Go figure.
The wedding ring on my left hand was bought by my grandfather, Samuel Miliband, in Brussels in 1920. I never knew him, as he died when I was one. But his ring was kept by my aunt until it was placed on my finger by my wife Louise 32 years later.
It was only literally hours after the wedding when he felt he didn’t have to keep up the facade.
I love dress shopping, and I love talking about the wedding food. That’s what makes me happy. If you tell me to do a guest list, I cry. I hate it.
I am still attached to my wedding sari and preserve it with care. There are so many little things I have kept as loving mementos of my father and mother.
Neil Gaiman is a star. He constructs stories like some demented cook might make a wedding cake, building layer upon layer, including all kinds of sweet and sour in the mix.
I’d like a proper traditional wedding – I don’t like all that doing it abroad.
I hadn’t been in Vegas 20 minutes when I got word that the bookmakers were offering three to one that Frank wouldn’t show for my wedding.
I met Kanye. I’m starstruck, man, but I stayed away from that guy. I didn’t want him to go on a rant, go off on me. He did it at his wedding.
Things like, when a total stranger says, ‘I want you to record something for my forthcoming wedding,’ that can be a bit tiresome. But it’s a high-class problem. It doesn’t hurt my feelings.
I would have been happy being in a wedding band.
I think everyone dreams of that nice romantic wedding.
I saw a photograph of a wedding conducted by Reverend Moon of the Unification Church. I wanted to understand this event, and the only way to understand it was to write about it.
My friends asked me to be a reverend at their wedding in France a few years ago. I went on the Internet, and within 15 seconds, I was printing out a certificate which allowed me to officiate at their wedding.
If I do find myself walking up the aisle and dancing at my own wedding reception, I want the first dance to be both spontaneous and dramatic.
I actually have sang at a wedding before! My old hairdresser from New Jersey, I sang at her wedding.
I do not want my man to be exhausted for our wedding day, especially our wedding night.
I just wrapped this movie called ‘The Wedding Crashers’ which was a pretty big break for me.
My siblings and I grew up on Indian food. My mother, though of Slovenian descent, learned to cook Indian delicacies for my father after their wedding.
A bride at her second marriage does not wear a veil. She wants to see what she is getting.
I didn’t want a big, dramatic wedding, but loads of drama happened anyway.
A man’s got two shots for jewelry: a wedding ring and a watch. The watch is a lot easier to get on and off than a wedding ring.
It is my childhood dream to have a Christian-style wedding, just like the fairy tales.
I haven’t made many wedding dresses. It’s a dress very, very important for the girl; it’s important to know the person, I believe, but at the same time it should be a shock to the person – the person should be shocked to be suddenly revealed. That’s the work of a designer sometimes, to propose an ID of look.
I didn’t know the colors of my wedding or what my bouquet would look like!
I really did put up all my wedding pictures on my website. And I swear to you, my wedding pictures got downloaded just as much as my bikini pictures.
At my real wedding, I wore traditional Celtic garb – a kilt.
Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear.
I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth, and my wedding was not on the cover of a magazine.
It will be a Maharashtrian wedding that will happen in early 2020; I plan to wear a saree for the main rituals. This is what we are looking at right now. But we have to take a call on whether we will go all out or to make it a small family affair.
‘Veerey Ki Wedding’ is a comedy of errors in more ways than one. It’s one of those basic, perky comedies. We’re not trying to give out a message or anything.
I don’t think physical therapy is part of most people’s wedding routines.
At first, when we got engaged, I asked him if we could just go to Vegas and get married by Elvis, just because I didn’t want to deal with planning a wedding.
It’s a funny thing when you finally have an excuse to get all of your favorite people from all corners of the globe together in one room for my wedding. Other than saying ‘I do’ to my hunky Englishman, that is the thing I am most excited about!
Even if you believe a creator god invented the laws of physics, would you so insult him as to suggest that he might capriciously and arbitrarily violate them in order to walk on water, or turn water into wine as a cheap party trick at a wedding?
What the bride should do is call guests who have young children and say: ‘I’d love to have the kids at the wedding, but we won’t have room. Would you get a baby sitter, and when we get back from our honeymoon, we’ll have you guys over?’
I’d imagine my wedding as a fairy tale… huge, beautiful and white.
When he came back from downtown, he had forgotten to bring his license, his identification, the $2 for the wedding license. So we got married two days later.
We want it to be sunny. Something small and intimate because my work is so public. That would be good for me, but my partner wants to have a big wedding.
Where does it stop? You get offered money for your wedding, then for your kids, new houses, holidays… We earn enough from football and sponsorships, why do you need any more?
It took two months from the day my fiance proposed to my first Google search for ‘wedding planning: how?’ Now, let me interrupt myself here and share how much I hate using the word ‘fiance.’ It’s so fancy, and it’s hard not to sound like a jerk saying it. Which is why I will be using my own word for fiance: gloob.
