I went to my first gay wedding this weekend.  Actually, it was a lesbian wedding.  What an experience.  Setting aside the moral issue for a moment (because I haven't completely made up my mind [not if I'm gay or not, but whether I think it's ok or not or whatever]), I learned several things and had several questions answered. 
  1. Who wears the dress?  The answer is they both do.  Well, sort of.  One girl had on more of a dress, the other had on more of a pant suit (but not a Hillary Clinton pant suit), but it was flowy and dress-like.  Both outfits were the same color, off-white.
  2. Is it legal?  In New Jersey, as of right now, yes.
  3. Which one is the wife?  They both are.  The ceremony said, "I, [girl1], take you, [girl2], to be my wife," and then, "I, [girl2], take you, [girl1], to be my wife."
  4. How did the bridal party work?  This part was weird.  Each bride had a matron of honor.  But then one bride had a best man, but this best man was a girl, and a lesbian at that.  I'm not sure why she couldn't have just been another maid/matron of honor.
  5. Was it in a church?  Yes, an Episcopal Church, which has loose beliefs about homosexuality.
  6. What about the reception?  The reception was probably the most normal, or at least familiar, part.  Each bride danced with her father.  There was food and drink in abundance.  However, there was no bouquet toss or garter ceremony, which was fine by me.
  7. Were there any other lesbians?  Good God yes.  I've never seen so many lesbians in all my life.  The happy couple met via a female rugby team, all of which is at the very least bisexual (ok, not all of them).
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