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Originally posted by Atticus Grinch
Technically, you can't be invited to a religious observance, even if that observance is a wedding. You're merely told when one will occur (admittedly, this was the vital courtesy that was lacking at the wedding Coltrane attended), because the alternative implies ownership of the worship space. This is why excruciatingly correct wedding invitations invite you to the reception-to-follow but merely give notice of the date and time of the actual ceremony if it will held in a church. This also is why it is improper to have a receiving line outside the church at a church wedding --- you're supposed to "receive" them as they arrive at the reception, but they weren't really "invited" to your wedding ceremony because you lack the right to choose who is and isn't inside the church for the nuptials. Besides, at the reception you can say "Thank you for coming" --- what are you supposed to say outside the church? "Thank you for partaking in the Blessed Sacrament"?
While I'm wearing the Cranky Pants, I think the "morning after brunch" is itself a problematic appendage to the modern wedding ceremony. I think it's better when the bride and groom hightail it out of town in the late middle of the reception, and leave the revelers to their own devices. I don't want my weekend programmed for me. And the bride and groom are supposed to be pawing at each other in the back seat of the limo on their way to Kauai, Bermuda, or Disney World. Whatever.
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First of all, brunch is rude without the mass. The last place I want to be with a vicious wedding hangover is eating shitty bagels and herbed cream cheese and mimosas and bloody marys with the same people from the night before. Its rude to softly compel me to get up and get ready by ten when I went to bed at 3 am. What's worse is I'll have have to dress nicely when I'd really rather be wearing an old pair of shorts and a t-shirt and a hat. I want to sleep till noon, get in my car, put on tunes and drive home. I'll rehash the night before on monday morning via email, if at all, but on Sunday, I want my couch, the NYTimes and the television.
There's just no point to the Sunday brunch - its a long drawn out goodbye which is toally unnecessary.
S(I didn't make my own brunch after my wedding)D
