I come from a blended family, and there were no second thoughts when my partner disclosed him having two children from a prior marriage to me. When we met, everything settled naturally. Family is truly whoever you want it to be — I believe this whole-heartedly.
My wife and I wanted a colorful wedding where the main focus was love, food, and fun. We also wanted to highlight my Latina background and Alohi’s Hawaiian heritage.
We got married at sunset, on Friday the 13th, in our backyard. It was a pagan handfasting ceremony that was heavily influenced by our personal interests. We are both gender non-conforming, so we removed all gendered language/traditions.
As a bisexual bride who’s marrying a man, I spend a lot of time feeling ambivalent about how much a bride is allowed to like weddings… and what it means to be a bride with a queer identity.
I just had my wedding two weeks ago. It was a pretty standard, boring wedding thing, except for one dangerous thing. Both my wife and I are fire performers and decided to burn our dresses for an amazing shot. Together we worked on and got an amazing photo that could have resulted in major injury or death and still could if done again. Come to find out, it was a dangerous photo, but not because of the fire…
Our wedding was surprisingly traditional, despite the fact that I’m happily bisexual, Greg is “heteroflexible,” and we’re polyamorous.