I was invited to a Haitian wedding a few weekends ago, and, for someone who is pretty well versed in the American wedding industry, it was like nothing I've ever seen before...
|Some of the decorations: this section was the front of the church where the brides and grooms sat. |
Yes. Plural. As in, more than one.
|Finally, the processional starts! And it goes and goes and goes and goes. The bridesmaids and groomsmen did a choreographed dance s-l-o-w-l-y down the aisle.|
|Yes, she was beautiful. But, no, she was NOT one of the brides.|
Yeah, I was fooled too.
Apparently, its customary to dress up in your finest (including veil and flowers if you have them) to attend a wedding.
|The groom with the maid of honor. |
Or mother of the bride.
Or mother of the groom.
But I do know he was the groom.
|One of the brides, waiting for her turn to walk down the aisle, |
sharing a sweet little moment with Pico, who walked her down the aisle.
|There is NO rushing the processional here. They take their time.|
|The other groom saying his vows. |
I loved how his son was looking up at him the whole time.
|One of the happy couples. |
Don't worry, they really were happy.
It's not customary to smile for a photo in Haiti.
|Finally, my favorite part...they all loaded up in a tap-tap and drove off into the sunset. |
Or down the street to celebrate.
Congratulations, happy couples!