I have utter fascination and adoration for how my parents wed. Perhaps because it wasn't traditional. It was just the two of them with a maid of honor, a best man and the preacher. My mom had a fresh pixie cut and wore a lovely robin's egg dress with floral trim. My dad, of course, was rocking a fierce '70s mustache and a camel suit sans tie. His button-down was sky blue and my mother carried a yellow and coral bouquet. This was the original hipster wedding.
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