From the Other Side of the Mechitza

I have never been invited to a wedding where I couldn’t pick the bride out of a line-up. Despite the glow of joy and expertly applied makeup, it’s easy to recognize a friend’s face. But when you don’t know the bride to start with, it’s hard to pick them out. Thankfully, that’s why brides wear a white gown and veil.

Attending a frum wedding as a friend of the groom is a different experience. There’s no pressure to line up to greet the bride. There’s no concern over being ready to dance before the first beat of the drum. All you have to do, as a woman, is congratulate his mom and make sure not to step on the bride’s hem.

That, I can do.

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