Weddings, and the secret marriage

Wednesday before Thanksgiving. A few less students than usually (gone already with their families to celebrate). Topic: family, wedding, etc.
We talk of the perfect match, then we talk of the perfect wedding, finally, of the causes for divorce. Fun class overall.

Their perfect wedding has around a 100 guests, it is open air, wedding dress is white, long, no sleeves, no strips. Classic.



No agreement about the perfect music, a variety of tastes in the class.

My own wedding had 20 participants (including Brian and me). I wanted it simple, so did Brian. As a matter of fact, I did not want a wedding at all, but we had to because of immigration constrictions. The wedding dress costed me less than a 100 dollars, not white. And it was open air, as my students preferred it to be too (the one thing in common).

Across different ages and times in my life, I have had different ideas for my wedding:

First, I wanted to marry in the Plaza Nueva (New Square) in Granada.
The tower in the background is from the Arabic castle (13th century!). The church is made with stone and bricks, in a mixed style called "mudéjar" (done by muslims living in a Christian territory, with arabic architectonic elements). The Court is there too, pretty convenient. It would have been in November. It would have been cloudy, full of autumn leaves that the wind would make fly in the air. My dress would have been black velvet, with bell shaped long sleeves and tight to the hips, then bell shaped and long (like medieval age princess dress). Fully dark and romantic, indeed.

Then, I wanted to marry dressed like a cow, and my husband dressed like a cowboy. I got goofier. I got the idea from a little girl in a TV program. I still think wedding pictures by the chimney would have looked awesome (with him dressed with a taxeedo or something formal).

Finally, I wanted to marry in Las Vegas, a theme wedding dressed like CSI Vegas (someone even commented he could have found me a real dead body!!). Oh well, not sure what to call this tendencies here, and I could not have gone with the deadbody, maybe with some bones, for sure an irreal deadbody.

But in the end, my ideal wedding is the secret marriage that Sting sings about:

No earthly church has ever blessed our union
No state has ever granted us permission
No family bond has ever made us two
No company has ever earned commission

No debt was paid no dowry to be gained
No treaty over border land or power
No semblance of the world outside remained
To stain the beauty of this nuptial hour

The secret marriage vow is never spoken
The secret marriage never can be broken

No flowers on the altar
No white veil in your hair
No maiden dress to alter
No bible oath to swear

The secret marriage vow is never spoken
The secret marriage never can be broken

Vídeo con letra:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=10L5KSrTJTs

Which is, obviously, no wedding (something deeper and unbreakable).

Please, feel free to write any ideas on how you imagine(d) your wedding, I'd love to read about it.