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Once a week (at least while we were picking our venue, tough on a limited budget) one of us would say, oh hell, lets just elope. But then we found out even elopement isn’t what it used to be! Now people sell “elopement packages.” They offer you a lovely venue to say your vows, a photographer, and dinner for your closest family and friends. You bring the dress and the flowers.

You tell me what’s wrong with this picture.

On the plus side, I’m sure $10,000 or so is considered a decent budget for today’s more modest elopement.

Photo via flickr.

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Today’s post is about one of our brand new sponsors: Patrick Pike Photography. Patrick is based in Yosemite CA, has been shooting weddings for a long time, and takes exquisite pictures. But none of that is why I’m writing this post. I’m writing this post for a far cooler reason….. Patrick specializes in honest to God elopements, and he LOVES it (and I love it).

The story goes like this – because Patrick is located in Yosemite he kept getting asked if he would shoot elopements, because Yosemite is beautiful and semi-remote in a reachable way, and romantic, and people are always eloping there. Well, as time went on he realized he loved shooting elopements. Continue reading Sponsor Introduction: Patrick Pike Photography, Specalizing in Elopements

So we haven’t discussed elopements – true elopements – on APW…. at all. Which is strange. We do have an elopement wedding grad post in the works (see the amazing Mina & Alex above,* as shot by Max Wanger) but we’re not there yet….. BUT. I got this excellent email from a reader that I want to throw out for discussion:

I love APW. I am so glad to have found a wonderful collection of rational, intelligent, open-minded women. I came upon your website when I was in the pre-engagement limbo phase of my relationship. I found a lot of comfort in reading the “engagement and proposals” posts. The other reader comments really helped me calm down and realize that it wasn’t all about some ridiculous grand gesture or large diamond ring. Especially since I never really cared about those things to begin with. Somehow a staunch feminist like myself was wrapped up in reading fancy wedding blogs and coveting shiny things and getting stuck in whole peer pressure of “competitive wedding planning” where each bride has to post constant updates about their weddings on Facebook.

I finally came to terms with being “pre-engaged” and then I found myself being proposed to on my birthday last week. I was completely surprised and while it wasn’t some over the top ridiculous romantic gesture, it was sweet and thoughtful and something that I will always cherish. So here is my current situation and I would love your and your reader’s advice.

Over the course of my relationship, my boyfriend (now fiance, still not used to it), had always discussed eloping. We both fell in love with this idea of running off to Paris and having a small ceremony (after being legally married in the United States first) and then telling our families via postcards that we mailed, which would conveniently reach while we are still on our honeymoon.

I am still in love with this idea. I am extremely financial responsible and would rather have the money that my family would have gifted me for a wedding and use that for a house down payment or to boost our retirement accounts instead. There are a lot of other factors at play. The relationship is interracial (so it would need to be some cross cultural event), neither of us are remotely religious, and the most important reason for me is that my parents have the most unhealthy marriage on earth (seriously) and I know they would find a way to use my wedding as a way to declare emotional warfare on each other.

I don’t want a wedding. I just want it be the two of us, saying some meaningful words to each other, in a beautiful location. But I do want a honeymoon! I keep my priorities  straight.

But here is where the tricky part comes, now that we are engaged and because we are planning on eloping in the next year, we have decided not to tell anyone else that we are engaged. We made this decision because as soon as our families would have heard about us being engaged, wedding planning would start immediately and it would be a non stop cycle of guilt and questions. When is the wedding shower? Where are you registering? Why aren’t you changing your last name? Why can’t we invite 300 people? It also makes it easier that am not a ring person and am instead wearing a small and simple diamond necklace. It is our little secret. My only worry and this is where I would love the advice of your readership is do people ever feel guilty about eloping and can people share any experiences they had after eloping and how they dealt with their families. And any advice they would like to pass along would be great. I ask this because I am starting to feel slight pangs of guilt. I am the oldest and the only girl. I know I will be happy with my decision but I just don’t want it be an issue with my family for the rest of our relationship. I love them but if this is the most “important” day of my life, then I want it to be my way. And if they were involved, I can’t see them being open and understanding.

Here is my, totally subjective advice: part of the joy of eloping is that you can skip the whole (really not that fun, no matter what they try to sell us) engagement period and jump right to being MARRIED (which is amazing). So, I think if you’ve going to elope, you don’t wait till next year, you do it now.** Book a flight to Paris, take some time off work, and go. And then, when you send those postcards tell them that you’d love to celebrate with everyone when you get back. You can be really uninvolved with the planning and just show up, or just make it a small celebratory dinner.

But, supposing you can’t fly off to Paris in the next few months and do this thing? Continue reading Ask Meg: Secret Engagements & Proposals

I've been thinking a lot about last weeks discussion of elopement. I was really surprised that even here, in APW-land, we still seem to view elopement as taboo, and even selfish. Now, I'm not arguing that elopement is for everyone (it certainly wasn't for me), but I am arguing that eloping should be viewed as a valid choice for each of us. When I brought the discussion up with David last week, and said that an large number of people said something along the lines of, "but you owe your family a wedding!" He commented that big family weddings haven't even been the historical norm for very long. 100 years ago, we were getting married in our parlors, or at the courthouse. Maybe our closest family was there, maybe they were not. But this idea of the huge party, the party you owe everyone? New. But I thought Marisa-Andrea said it best when she said:

I definitely understand family members being hurt that were excluded. BUT — and yes, it’s a BIG but — two people coming together in a marriage can be intensely spiritual and emotional and is something that should be done in a context in which those people are their most authentic selves. While having a wedding may satisfy or please certain family members because they get to be present, get to participate in the big to-do or what have you, it does a disservice to the couple and everyone involved if having a wedding means that the individuals marrying can’t show up. And to me, that’s not a joyful or romantic event. I think it’s wonderful if a couple considers how others may be affected by their decision to elope or not or ANY decision they make regarding their choice to get married, quite frankly. But I also think that couples must be true to themselves and authentic. Always.

Which? Yes. So when Lauren sent me this article from the AARP bulletin about a couple's elopement because of immanent deployment, I had to share it with you. Because not only does it knock the wind out of the sails of the 'elopement is just selfish' argument, it also knocks the wind out of the sails of 'It's selfish to hold a party after your vows to celebrate with your loved ones, since you didn't invite them to witness your vows,' argument. It reminds us what a freaking blessing it is to get to celebrate with people who just got married, whether we were invited or not, whether we knew them or not. And more than all that, it reminds all of us, no matter how big our wedding, what the point of this whole thing really is. And now, the article:

As a senior at MIT, our only daughter, Holly, got engaged. Soon the Army called her fiancé, Erik, to go to Iraq, so they planned to marry after he returned and she finished graduate school. As all brides do, Holly dreamed about her wedding. She chose a dress, a church and a family friend as organist. She chose her favorite processional and recessional marches, one of which her father had composed.

But reality did not follow the plan. Erik was sent to Fort Sill in Lawton, Okla., where he learned he could ship out at any minute. Holly left school for a few days to see him off. The couple decided to marry right away, the uncertainty of war looming in their minds. They called to tell us, we arranged a flight but were still in the air when they found a justice of the peace at the courthouse. It happened so fast that the bride wore blue jeans.

When we arrived, we made the best of the situation and took them to dinner. As it turned out, our new son-in-law didn’t get shipped out that day. The base chaplain found out and asked all of us to come to the local church the next morning. We didn’t know why.

At the church, Holly wore a favorite teal silk dress, and Erik his uniform. As we waited, a miracle unfolded. The church’s entire congregation came to support the newlyweds, whom they had never met. Some even brought wedding gifts wrapped in silver paper and big bows. Following a blessing ceremony, the congregation formed a receiving line and greeted the couple at the altar. We didn’t have a photographer, but our “wedding guests” snapped away. They sent us their pictures, so we have reminders of a very special occasion. It was a wedding to remember for all the right reasons.

(Go see a picture of the couple here)

Continue reading Elopements, The Follow Up

Because you guys are awesome, about two seconds after I complained on Twitter about not having a Las Vegas elopement (I mean, how is it that APW doesn’t have a Las Vegas elopement?) I got an email from Marissa. She didn’t have a elopement, exactly, but she had an almost-elopement. She had a teeny-tiny family wedding, with food at In-N-Out (yum! And awesome!) because when they explained that they were going to Las Vegas to elope, and they didn’t want to inconvenance everyone by dragging them to a party where they couldn’t afford a big meal… well… their families explained that big meal or not, they were coming anyway. So. With that, I bring you the love filled elopement that wasn’t.

The biggest lesson I learned while planning our wedding, was how not to get pushed around, but to take other people’s feelings and ideas into consideration. Some of my family tried to railroad me into things that neither my husband or I wanted. We had planned to elope, but in asking my parents to watch my little boy for a few days while we ran off, some hurt feelings were unearthed. I asked in an email and my dad’s response was, “You didn’t want anyone else to go?” It wasn’t actually the case that we didn’t want anyone there, we just knew that we were spending all of our money to get away and get married and we didn’t have much left to feed or entertain family. We also didn’t expect for anybody to want to travel to our Elvis wedding in Vegas because it didn’t seem significant enough, if that makes sense.

But. I found out that weddings are a whole family thing, at least in my family. We lost our last surviving grandparent just after Thanksgiving of 2009 and my parents gave to me my grandmother’s 1940s deco style engagement ring and wedding band. They are very, very blingy which isn’t exactly my style, and it took me a while to come to terms with the fact the more demure rings I picked and emailed to my, then-boyfriend would never be mine. I whined about it once to my best friend and that was it. I love my rings today and feel so honored to be wearing a part of my grandparents’ history.

I was also a little railroaded into a David’s Bridal dress. I had been dress shopping online and my mom was insistent about my getting to experience the whole wedding thing, even if it was a tiny wedding. She and my dad were married by a Justice of the Peace and I’m not sure that she got to experience any fun wedding stuff so she wanted to make sure I did. The dress I ended up with was a vintage looking lace number and “me” enough, but I don’t know if I would say I loved it.

What did I learn? I learned that I can be a strong person and that I can plan something. I have never, ever planned a party before and our families gushed about how fun and simple it was. I learned that you do not have to spend a lot to feed 18 adult bellies and 7 child-sized bellies. We just rounded everybody up and directed them to the nearest In-N-Out Burger and assembled on their patio. My brand new husband typed everybody’s orders into his phone and rattled it off to the cashier, the total was about $115, nobody cried about getting a wrong order. Cha-ching! Continue reading Wedding Graduates: Marissa & Nick

You guys! YOU GUYS! Today we have a real-true-honest-to-God elopement wedding. Wheeeeeeeeeeeee! I get a lot of questions about elopements that go something like this, ‘Should I? Shouldn’t I? Should I? What if people hate me? Shouldn’t I? Ahhhh!” And I think this post answers the question about what the decision to elope should sound like. It should sound a lot like, “F*ck it.” (And don’t worry, if you don’t elope, you can still get to feel like this. I did, the week before our wedding). When I got the email from Nina this weekend about her recent elopement, I couldn’t have been more excited. And this week felt like the perfect time to run it – here is Nina’s super wise contribution to the ongoing discussion  of weddings and tradition. Because, after all, what is more (and less) traditional than an elopement? Nothing. So here is Nina. I hope she makes someone braver today, and makes someone really embrace that f*ck-it feeling. Plus, I might be a little in love with their wedding. Just, you know, a little.

Richie and I planned our June 2011 wedding for six months. But instead of six months of progress, it seemed like on September 19th, we were exactly where we were when we first got engaged. Everything was going wrong. Our restaurant reception venue refused to give us a contract; the dress I ordered a size too big (and even lost weight while waiting for) came at least a size too small (irregular), and the manufacturer wouldn’t take it back because the style had been discontinued; caterers were asking for a minimum of way more dollars than we were planning (and able) to spend on the entire affair. And on top of all that, we had the kind of family drama that you only see in movies.

So after a particularly difficult weekend, Richie suggested (again) that I consider eloping. Before, it was something that sounded nice and romantic, but it just wasn’t for me. I needed my family and friends there to celebrate with us. But this time…I had finally had enough of things not working out, making me wonder if the universe was telling me not to get married. This time, I said I okay. We brainstormed where to go and decided on New York City because it’s just a short drive away, plus NY has only a 24-hour waiting period and it’s, um, New York City.

We found a married couple officiant/photographer team that specializes in elopements. I emailed them about their availability for Saturday, September 25th– the upcoming weekend. I heard back almost immediately, and it was a go. In the couple days leading up to the weekend, we finalized our ceremony with the officiant (we sent her a reading and our own vows), booked a hotel, and I even found a dress at a bridal shop on my lunch break on Wednesday. It was in these final days of wedding planning that I realized what was important to me.

Sure, I would have loved for my family to be there, but I knew that they hated how unhappy I was during the planning process. I knew that they’d want me to feel relaxed, sane, and like myself on my wedding day. While we were planning, whenever I was stuck, I’d ask Richie: “What do you want at this wedding?” and he’d always say, “To marry you.” And I felt the same way, but there were centerpieces to make! And menus to plan! And people to seat! The week before, though, I got it. Yes, I wanted to look beautiful and get great pictures– those things would be nice, but mostly, I just wanted to marry him. Continue reading Wedding Graduates: Nina & Richie’s NYC Elopement