A few weeks ago a non-Twitarded friend of mine sent me a link to a story about a couple who recently got married... Twilight-style. Yes, they actually fashioned their entire wedding after the Edward and Bella union in Breaking Dawn, Part 1 -- right down to the pile of dead, bloody bodies at the alter. Nah, just kidding. I think. That would've been cool though. I wonder if you can rent dead bodies from the morgue for a stunt like that? *runs off to google*
The happy couple. I'm sure she'll be seeing a broken headboard in her future.
The bride, who had read the books six times and had seen all the movies (d'uh), decided she wanted to add elements from the movie into her own wedding. Even though the groom had not seen the movies or read the books, he was right on board with it all. I can honestly say that my husband would more likely wear a dress to his own wedding than agree to a Twilight theme so this guy must be really, really... special.
Many elements were included to incorporate the movie wedding. The bride teamed up with her florist to design bouquets to resemble the original flowers in the movie. The tables at the reception were named after vampire covens in the book series with the head table called "The Cullens." (Ok, this totally didn't happen in the movie or the book -- Alice just wouldn't.) They even had the Cullen crest printed on the menu. And of course, what would a reception be without music from the soundtrack.
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The replica of Bella's dress was not going to be available until after the wedding so the bride settled on a different style. Although as the wedding got closer, she contacted the designer who had the replica and was able to get the sample to wear. She still wore her original dress for the wedding and saved the Bella dress for the reception.
So I guess it's ok to get a cake-y mess all over Bella's dress?
But what kills me the most about this whole ordeal is the name change. The couple decided that they would both change their last names to Cullen. What. The. Fuck. If they name their first born Renesmee, I'm really going to fucking puke. Gross. I can't even...
I guess it could've been worse... she could've opted for something like this. In hindsight, her choices were elegant compared to this train wreck. This illuminated, massacre of a dress... someone please pass the eye bleach, stat! Oh well, I guess prom is for experimenting. And if you can't decide to bring...
$100? I wouldn't pay 100 pop rocks for this creation.