So, by now you've probably heard that filthy rich Facebook CEO Mark Zuckerberg got married over the weekend to longtime girlfriend Priscilla Chan, in what could be described as the Royal Wedding of Silicon Valley. But completely unlike the 2011 nuptials of the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge, there was zero lead-up and anticipation for the general public. In fact, it sounds like even their closest family and friends, who were invited to the wedding, were caught off-guard, as they were told they would be attending a soiree for Priscilla's med school graduation. Wonder if Zuck's folks even knew the real scoop ahead of time?!
And if not ... oh man do I envy these blissful newlyweds! That's right. I'm not lamenting the fact that I didn't just make bank like Zuck did on the Facebook IPO. Oh no. I am more envious of his spontaneous "I do"s!
That's because my fiance and I have just over 11 months to go of migraine after migraine stemming from wedding planning drama. Upon looking for a suitable date to set, I wanted at least a year to plan -- for various reasons unrelated to our families' propensity to be overbearing and penchant for inquiring about all matter of minutiae. Like, why aren't we registered yet? Have we thought about what kind of china we would like? And -- wait, ZOMG! -- what shape is the bridal party table going to be?! (Yes, that was seriously a question that turned into a heated debate yesterday.)
I just wanted a reasonable amount of time to get "fit to wed," establish a spread-out pre-payment plan for the reception, find a flattering dress and have it specially tailored to fit my pear-shaped 4'11" frame (which my mother once labeled an "expensive figure"), get to know the rabbi who is going to marry us, etc. Ultimately, I didn't want us to feel rushed aka stressed.
But joke's on me, because so far, I'm thinking having more time is just making for more stress! More questions, more frenetic or diva-like behavior, more miscommunications and meltdowns. Yup, wedding planning's been a real picnic for us so far.
Now, I get why Mark Zuckerberg is the most successful Millennial on the planet. Sure, that whole Facebook thing was brilliant, but planning your wedding in private, keeping it a secret, then surprising everyone after they've totally missed the opportunity to DRIVE YOU INSANE FOR A YEAR? Now, that's genius!
How did your family act while you were wedding planning? Do you wish you had made like Zuck and sprung it on them at the last minute?
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I was "very" young when I married - 23 (yeah, to me that's young. I'm 4-ahem-now), and both my parents and his parents had PLENTY to say about the planning. On my side, it was mostly 'this is our family tradition, you're doing it right? Who CARES what his family thinks!!' and from his side it was, 'you can do what you want as long as you're married in THIS church by THIS person' and 'THESE people MUST be invited, we don't care that they're our childhood friends and you've never seen them before!'
Being young, we tried to please everyone. Our wedding was beautiful, it came off, but if I did it again...
It would likely be outside and rather informal. I'd wear a pretty dress because I like to dress up. We'd have a great cake because I love cake. I'd carry pretty flowers because I love flowers. Beyond that, sit where you want. Buffet/pot luck is fine. Wear what you want - jeans or gown. Priest or JP, I don't care. What's important is that I'm marrying the man I love.
I don't think I'd want to do a surprise, though. That seems almost as stressful as the Big Deal. Keeping that big secret!! 'Course, I'm a chatterbox, so I'd be bursting to tell.
God yes! By the time my wedding day actually came around I didn't even want to get married anymore. I already had to work myself into the idea of marriage because it was the last thing I ever wanted to do in my life, but my MIL was overbearing throughout the whole wedding planning process which was 15 months because nothing would please her. I blew up on her multiple times that it wasn't her wedding it was mine, in which she would bring up my constant aversion to marriage as if that was a reason she should get her way. It almost cost me calling the whole thing off altogether before hubby finally said something to his mother (in what was a huge argument between them) before she finally backed off everything. All I remember is that after the ceremony when hubby and I got into the limo alone to go to one of our location for pictures, we cracked open the bottle of champagne chugged a glass (cause we were both that stressed and finally happy that the ceremony was at least over), and at the same time we said "should have went to Vegas/should have eloped". I think that was the defining moment of my wedding day but made me assured that i had definitely married the right guy.
I think it's really funny that they kept this whole wedding thing quiet because they wanted privacy, but yet Mark Zuckerburg has no problem denying Facebook users their privacy.
Our families weren't unbearable. My MIL had a freakout about the music, my mom insisted on something for the favors that ended up not working and we got stuck with those disgusting jordan almonds in the favor bags at the last minute because we needed filler. Dumb stuff, mostly.
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