Sunday, July 31, 2011

The most important part of any wedding...the CAKE!!

If I don't eat wedding cake at your wedding or if the wedding cake is gross...I am no longer your friend and I want my gift back...period! But while I have my own reasons for loving wedding cake (I'm just weird like that)...there was actually a purpose for having a cake at a wedding in ancient times when this AWESOME tradition began.
Originally the cake was THROWN at the bride and not eaten. Now while I'm on the fence about whether or not I'd actually be happy with having cake thrown at me...this was apparently a fertility tradition. When the cake hit the bride all the single ladies all the single ladies all the single ladies all the single ladies (sorry) would run to gather up crumbs of it to ensure that they would one day too have cake thrown them (at their own weddings). Some ceremonies only used wheat (another sign of "fruitfulness").
History goes on to say that Roman bakers (well respected citizens, apparently) decided to change the tradition of throwing the cake to eating it. I, for one am certainly glad they did...otherwise I'd have no real reason to attend weddings.

And there you have it...the history of the wedding cake.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

The garter toss...

It's only my favorite part of the wedding because it means that it's almost OVER...but do you know how the garter toss started? Well back in the old days couples needed to consummate their marriage right after the ceremony...complete with on-lookers...nice, right? More like weird. So, someone got the bright idea that instead of having a crowd in the honeymoon suite, seriously perverted guests could instead stand outside the door...much better, right? No, not really. Anyway, the groom would remove a piece of the bride's underwear (the garter was the easiest, usually) and throw it outside the door to prove to everyone that the "deed" was being done. Feel free to vomit now. Knowing this, it seems a little out of place at modern wedding receptions, now, doesn't it? Or is it just me? One more crazy tradition to mark off the list!