On January 3rd, Colin, my best friend and the one who I could not wait to spend forever with asked me to marry him. We plunged into wedding planning bliss and tied the knot on June 15.
I learned a lot planning this wedding. I learned that even though Colin loves me enough to want to marry me, he might not have a lot of opinions about centerpieces, bridesmaids dresses, and color schemes. I learned that my mom was a key player in keeping me sane, listening to my off-hand ideas, and being alongside me as my indecisiveness drove myself crazy.
One of the first questions people asked after our engagement was, “What are your colors?”. I had seen enough bride shows and read enough magazine/blogs to know that traditionally, you pick a few colors and then base your wedding planning off of that palate. I browsed color palates for hours on Pinterest. I google-searched “wedding colors” over and over hoping something would jump out at me. My mom has a degree in art and a brilliant eye for decorating. I have a decently crafty eye. Colin was entirely supportive of whatever colors I threw at him as ideas. But picking colors, for our wedding, seemed like the most impossible task of all of this for me.
That led to bridesmaid dress confusion. Coral dresses? Turquoise dresses? Hmmm… so I floundered and broke out in a cold sweat for a few weeks whenever anyone asked me what our colors were.
Colin, who never really understood the color dilemma in the first place, asked me one day why it mattered what our colors were. That made me think. I only really felt pressure to pick colors because that is what you are supposed to do. In wedding planning, there are a lot of predetermined guidelines that most people follow. I had fallen into the trap of feeling that our wedding had to follow the same template that I had seen before and read about.
Picking colors is awesome. Weddings that follow schemes are beautiful. But so are ones that don’t. In life, break outside of the box. Push the envelop. Don’t let yourself be boxed in by what the world around you says. Our day was perfect without set colors. It was perfect because it was a reflection of us.
And in the words of my wonderful husband, “Our love was colorful enough”.