Seeing as how the weather is at that perfect point of brand new warmth and beauty, paired with the fact that pollen week seems to be over, we absolutely had to spend our Saturday outdoors. We started with an outdoor lunch at Chez Lulu.
I don’t know about you, but we adhere to some pretty strict parenting policies when it comes to mealtime manners.
We allowed our three year old to use a knife to spread whipped cream (with purple sprinkles) onto her cookie,
and when she ran out of potato chips, just eat the whipped cream (with purple sprinkles) straight from the knife.
Obviously, the problem here is that they provide way too much whipped cream (with purple sprinkles) at Chez Lulu.
After finishing our whipped cream, we headed to the Botanical Gardens to show Daddy all of the pretty flowers that we saw last week…
And by doing so, we discovered where all of the pollen ended up: In the pond.
But for Ali, the gardens themselves paled in comparison to a much more exciting event that was happening there.
She caught a glimpse of something magical going on….She gasped. She leapt. She grabbed my arm and hyperventiladedly squealed that she saw a Princess!!!Marrying her Prince!!! and insisted that we go immediately to watch:
Which immediately reminded me of another wedding that we saw at the exact same place two years ago, where the bride’s dress was another interesting color choice:
Which got me thinking. Unless Princess Blue Dress is just the same girl as Princess Pink Dress but now on her second wedding, Hispanic brides must be free from the confining tradition of white wedding dresses.
AND if you’re going to have a boldly colored dress, a hoop skirt only makes it better.
AND I have to say, I really like it.
Not the hot pink, for sure, but I do love the bold colors and the opulence of their gowns. I’m pretty sure I would feel like a Princess in one of those dresses.
White dresses are beautiful, but a bit overrated.
Much like Diamonds. Sure, they’re pretty, but color is prettier.
When we got home, I did some internet research to find out if these colorful dresses are indeed a South American cultural tradition, but couldn’t find any information that backed that theory up.
So then, I went to Google Images and searched for “Mexican Wedding Dresses” and “Hispanic Wedding Dresses”.
I still got nothing but white dresses, and an added bonus. Google apparently thought I was asking to see Maternity Wedding Dresses, and brought me back this horrifying search result:
Bing needs to quit doing all of those jibberish commercials and just show this picture with an ominous announcer overdubbed, “THIS is what you might see if you use Google. Bing promises to NEVER let this happen to you. We care about your state of well-being.”
Now, pardon me while I go bleach my mind. And my computer screen. While I’m gone, will you please solve my mystery for me?