07 7 / 2012
No Bullshit Wedding Advice: I am not a bride
I am not a bride. I am a cisgendered queer man. My partner is not a bride. He is a cisgendered gay man. There is a difference between “queer” and “gay” here, but that’s not my focus.
I am not a bride. I don’t want to know what dress whatever website or magazine will think is “hot” on me or…
03 7 / 2012
Clear up gendered confusion right away.
This was one of the biggest points of confusion in this wedding. Some brides/grooms don’t want to split the party by gender, but rather by sides. Make sure the entire wedding party is on the same page in regards to this. Should the bride’s brother be contacting the Maid-of-Honor or the Best Man about tux rentals? Does the groom’s sister contribute money to the bachelor or bachelorette party? Sit down with the bride, groom, and their respective attendants (MOH, Best Man, or whatever the fuck they decide) and figure out all of that up front.
02 7 / 2012
Don’t give in to being “one of the guys.”
Accentuate your femininity. If that means wear a dress, wear a dress. Feeling a little bit more masculine, find a cute pant or skirt suit. Do what is distinctly you. Same goes for male maids-of-honor…no, he doesn’t have to wear a dress, but wearing the same color as the bridesmaids would tie everyone together.
30 6 / 2012
I don’t want to seem like a humorless gender-warrior, but I guess on a certain level I just don’t quite understand why it’s funny … as a groom, do you really want to be thought of as unhappy about your marriage? As a bride, do you want to be seen as “winning” some game that results in your frowny-face partner being stuck with you for the rest of your lives?
-from “Game Over T-Shirts” on OffBeat Bride
28 6 / 2012
The Backstory
Once upon a time I was at college orientation and met this kid with a killer green mohawk who mad movies about zombies and documentaries about people.
Fast forward 6 months and I was starring in his senior capstone film where I was a badass who killed zombies and ended up being the only person who survived.
Fast forward another 6 months and we were making movies together. The rest is history.
Over the past three years, Alex and I have become biffles. My affinity for boobs and bellying up to the bar have granted me honorary man status, while my love of dresses and Audrey Hepburn make me a lady beyond the rest.
One day, Alex decided to get hitched to the most awesome, intense girl in the whole freaking world. As tradition says, he had to pick a best man, but as his punky dyed hair and my raging queerness suggests, that didn’t sit well with us. So we smashed all those standards, making me best man with his 14-year old brother.
Join me on a crazy summer of wedding party drama, planning a bachelor party, dealing with family I’ve never met, and making this the fucking best wedding you’ve ever seen.
Let’s see where this takes us.
