In Up In the Air (a wonderful film, by the way), George Clooney's character, a nothing-ties-me-down-and-all-I-need-is-my-freedom kind of guy, has to try to persuade his sister's husband-to-be to go ahead with the wedding after the groom has serious doubts on the morning he is supposed to get married. Yes, we all die alone anyway, and yes, there really aren't that many things you can come up with when one asks "what is the point of getting married" - except what Clooney's character ends up saying: that it is nice to have a co-pilot in life. I would add: it can turn long-distance relationships into close ones. Here's the big news: me and Chris R. got married on Thursday.
For those of you who haven't been coming here for long, me and Chris got together because of this blog. He started leaving comments as Chris R. about a year and a half ago, and after a lot of comments, e-mails, phone calls and IM conversations we decided to meet up in November 2008. At the time it seemed like too much of a coincidence to meet someone online who shares pretty much every single like and dislike (apart from peanut butter and Bob Dylan) with me, not to mention the general approach we have towards life. For a while I thought that Chris was someone I knew from before, hiding behind a secret username. But here we are, a little over a year later. What started here in the comment section of this blog, has become something very real, something to build a joint future on. This is what I wore yesterday, after having been married for about 24 hours:
Jacket: Helvi-mummi's old
Skirt: second hand / Fida
Scarf: present from Chris
Shoes: second hand Bally / Fida
Hat: second hand / Aino flea market
Handbag: second hand / Play It Again Sam vintage