I accidentally read this week that Kim Kardashian and Kanye West want a “royal wedding balcony” built onto the Chateau Louis XIV so that their wedding guests can experience and cheer their re-created “royal” balcony kiss.
My Letter to Kimmy:
I’m not one to shove unwanted advice toward eager brides-to-be — especially when they’ve already had practice promising “til death do I part” to two previous grooms. But Kimmy, Kimmy, Kimmy, let me just suggest ditching the balcony — don’t try to emulate the Prince William and Kate Middleton royal wedding — be yourself. If you invite the family and friends whom you love and who truly love you, your guests will not need an experience handed to them — they will make their own.
I recently had the blessing of attending my daughter’s wedding — of course there was a beautiful church wedding, with a roof-to-floor glass window reception at the elegant Dallara Indycar factory. I won’t bore you with all the details; and although Beyonce and Jay Z couldn’t make it, Johnson County royalty included renowned authors Joyce and Al Long, greenhouse business magnates Paul and Marsha Schlegel and an assembly of “the family.”