The
decision to elope, has allowed for an approach that is not only more flexible,
but also more easily tailored to our personal desires and whims. As the groom,
I hope to reflect my personal style and taste rather than rocking the expected,
rent-a-groom attire. The more nontraditional approach, as well as the ceremony
location in the Blue Ridge Mountains, opened the door for something more
representative of not only me, but the two of us. With a bit of a hike planned (possibly
a couple miles out and back) I don’t want it to feel like an uncomfortable trek out to
the ceremony site, but more of an adventurous hike. Almost as if I was getting
cleaned up to go out into the wilderness. Not unlike I imagine (naively so) gentlemen did a century ago by putting
their best foot forward regardless of the task at hand. I want to be a part of
the naturally beautiful surroundings (Liz included) as opposed to standing out from
them. Dapper is the word I keep going back to.
That
said, this is where my head is at for the moment.
Attire: A
pair of tar colored pants that are more heavy and rugged than your standard
pair of slacks. A pair that wouldn’t be fazed by walking through brush, and
sturdy enough to be able to roll the cuffs. Ideally, the pants would be paired
with a pewter, possibly wool, vest with a dark back. All topped with a cotton
or linen tie that is differentiated by its pattern while giving the pants and
vest something to connect to. In my mind, the attire would be predominantly
made up of solid blocks of color with the interest coming from the textures of
wool, leather, and cotton as opposed to multiple printed patterns. Overall less
formal, and more southern gentleman.
Footwear:
Sturdy boots that will not only steady my foundation as I say my vows, but
serve me into our first years of marriage. I am long overdue for a solid pair
of leather boots. What better way to break them in? A black pair that are a
little bit country, and a little bit rock and roll. A pair that doubles as both
ass kickin’ and shit kickin’ boots.
Accessories:
Yes, we will be getting married, but we will also be going on a bit of a hike.
We will have “gear” accompanying us on that hike. Liz should be in my arms, not
the gear. Thus, the gear needs to be in a pack. A pack will serve two purposes.
It will be functional – holding things we might need to take to the
ceremony location. And ideally, it will be aesthetically pleasing – fitting the
feeling of the day while not needing to be set aside in fear of tainting the
work of the photographers. Also, where else is an old, glass flask of whiskey
going to go?
Though
there is sure to be some ebb and flow when it comes to finding the right
pieces, I am looking forward to putting the puzzle together and seeing what it
looks like when finished.
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