Classic APW: Please define elopement. And use it in a sentence. by Meg Keene WARNING: Sass alert! Avert your eyes, you sensitive souls. This is one of the first posts I wrote five weeks after getting engaged, and oh, four weeks after I’d realized that the wedding world was Totally. Nuts. I hadn’t even found out about, erm, ‘first glance dresses’ and boudoir pictures. No. I was still in the wading pool of crazy. In the wading pool, I found out that I could spend five figures on a elopement package at a vineyard in Napa. Which? If we had planned on eloping, we could have taken that much money, gone to Italy for two weeks, and popped into a courthouse in Rome to married-get, and then vaaacccaaaattttiioooonneeeeeddd. Which actually sounds really nice…. hum. I had no readers to speak of in the way-back, so I was less, um, censored. So, vintage Meg, coming ‘atcha: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. Meg Keene Founder & Editor-In-Chief Meg is the Founder and EIC of APW. She has written two best selling wedding books: A Practical Wedding and A Practical Wedding Planner. Meg has her BFA in Drama from NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts. She lives in Oakland, CA with her husband and two children. For more than you ever wanted to know about Meg, you can visit MegKeene.com.