The first time I watched a photo booth line form at a Detroit wedding, it wasn’t because the props were cute (though the neon sunglasses helped). It was because the venue had that rare combo: a natural “gather here” spot,…
The first Michigan wedding I ever planned started with a panic text about “lake-effect weather” and ended with guests dancing under heat lamps, wrapped in borrowed fleece blankets, on a dock that looked like a movie set. Since then I’ve…
You think you know what chaos looks like—try standing in the middle of my cousin Zainab’s sitting room a week before her Yoruba traditional wedding. Somewhere between the talking drums, the bustle of relatives arguing over headgears, and a suspiciously…
In my own marriage, there came a time when discussing intimacy felt like walking through a minefield. I remember an awkward dinner where the topic of desire barely skimmed the surface, only for my husband to humorously ask, ‘Is there…
They say every family is weird in its own way, but put two of them in the same chapel and you’ve got a full-on, wonderful circus. I still remember my cousin’s wedding: Grandpa waltzed with the flower girl, someone’s aunt…
Imagine sharing your life with someone, yet feeling like you’re living with a stranger. This scenario is all too common in marriages where communication has dwindled. Reflecting on a couple I once knew, they had become masters at living parallel…
