Lord knows, it would be the first time.

The most amusing path down which my nuptially-related Googling led me this evening: The John Hughes Movie Jukebox. Because all of a sudden, marital bliss seemed entirely contingent upon our locating the instrumental Dream Academy version of Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want.

How in Hades did anyone plot a wedding before the Interweb existed?

An extra dram of prosecco to anyone who can hook a frazzled Bridey up with an mp3 of Robyn Hitchcock's "So You Think You're In Love" for the purposes of post-kiss recessing. Danke. Seriously.

[Update: The ever-smashing Miss Adair Iacono is hooking us up with the Hitchcock. Dear, your tipple awaits.]

Posted by Kat at August 29, 2006 12:00 AM