<p>Plus, as a recent bride, let me just add that doing the “big-wedding-in-hometown” thing nearly killed me. It wasn’t a particularly complicated wedding, but I was determined to 1) be an incredible hostess (nearly half of my guests were going to be in from out-of-town), 2) to not be a bridezilla or get too stressed out, and 3) to have fun at my own wedding.</p>
<p>I was spontaneously complimented by several of my friends at how amazingly low-keyed I was about the wedding (best thing we ever did: picked a Monet Waterlilies painting and just roughly matched colors to it. Completely eliminated any freaking out about “the wrong color blue,” and it all was just lovely), so point two was half-accomplished. Ours was, without a doubt, the most fabulous, music- and joy-filled wedding that I’ve ever been to (open bar, spectacular live band thanks to some amazing jazz musician connections we have, and Lego party favors blended to create an amazing carefree atmosphere), so point three was accomplished. There were brunches and the aforementioned sendouts to all out-of-town guests, and our one priority was to go around to each table during the reception and actually CONVERSE with all our guests. Everyone seemed very, very happy, and there’s nothing in the feedback I’ve received to indicate that I failed with point number 1.</p>
<p>I never, ever want to plan another wedding. Planning that was one of the most exhausting things I’ve ever done. Towards the end there, a destination wedding sounded amazing, and DH and I were kicking ourselves that we hadn’t gone for it. Everyone was traveling anyhow, but they were traveling to Dallas (I love my hometown, but it certainly doesn’t hold a candle to a Mexican resort). Our guest list was 200, we invited 250, 180 showed up. Yield was lower than expected anyhow, we didn’t invite all our friends (we both have humongous families), and there are reasonably good friends of mine who still haven’t spoken to me because they weren’t invited and so-and-so was. If we’d had a destination wedding, we’d have just invited everyone and we would’ve had a really small wedding. Plus, our friends and loved ones would’ve gotten to hang out in a gorgeous area for part of our honeymoon with us. We went to Costa Rica, which was <em>amazing</em>, but after three solid weeks of interacting with an increasingly large number of family and friends, all that sudden solitude was a little jarring. It would’ve been so much fun to take our friends and family along through the rainforest to see capuchin monkeys with us!</p>
<p>There are advantages and disadvantages to both, but from what I’ve seen, destination weddings are less stress-filled, and are a lot less overtly-weddingish. Sounds like a much better way to start a marriage, surrounded by the few close family and friends who are willing to trek somewhere to celebrate with you, than screaming at a vendor about melting ice swans, or something…</p>