I'd rather not attend weddings.
Because of the dress code.(And the whole concept, but that's another story...)
Yes , even in France, some call it Le dress-code...."We're having a dinner-Aperitivo...Le dress-code is Nebuchadnezzar- in-leather ...Only passion-fruit-sparkling-wine...Would you come?"...
Takes me back to my childhood, I had a vast quantity of older cousins who apparently could'nt wait to get married every other week-end, so my Mum would lasso me down , currycomb me, cramp me in a stupid-looking grey vest with pants too short, spray my hair with goo, eau-de-cologne,white shirt, tie,cufflinks ! all the stuffs, so I would look good!....(And not "be a shame for the family"!)-
"Meet Valerie, your plus-one for the wedding!" Oh no, she's dressed in candy floss!!!! Is there a place where I can hide!!!
-A member of the band I play with once insisted that we had to wear a white shirt at our gig, to "show respect to the public"...(I thought it showed primarily in playing the right chords where they're supposed to be, and I certainly wish the public showed respect to us, since we played for free!) I had to buy a white shirt. Fortunately, he did'nt mention ponytail and silky waist-coat .Le dress-code!
-Bikers with Biker-uniforms?Awggg!Same beard, same tattoo,same Skynyrd T-shirt, same Electra-Glide , "Born to be wild",huh?
-Since we play mostly Blues, every body thinks he has to wear a Dan Aykroyd pork-pie hat and wayfarers! (But still not have a clue what I-IV-V is about!) ...
Sorry , Folks, the word " wedding" seems to stir up my grumpiness..
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Weather's fine today, not too hot, think I'll go water the garden and pick up some dog-doo from the charred lawn...Maybe indulge in a little rain-dance......
-Imagine Woodstock-chant today:"More rain!More rain!"
-Imagine explaining "Muddy Waters" 25 years from now......("You mean, there was water in the Mississippi? Gee!!)
-Going back to the topic here: when I get paid, I'll dress anyway you want!