be invited to a gay wedding

I finally got to go to a gay wedding….and not just any wedding, but the wedding of our dearest friends. It was truly humbling and inspiring to be an event that was so personally happy and meaningful, and to reflect on the fact that this event was something none of us would have imagined possible even a decade ago. So—change IS possible!!!

I was so glad to be invited.

Not only have I been to a gay weddings, I officiated one in Sedona and had my own….it was a blast, cuz you know we throw the best parties and the government was NOT invited….

I went to a lesbian wedding in San Jose many years ago. It was in fact illegal now that I think about it. No, I guess the term was union back then.

Everybody had to wear rennaisance garb or leather. Mostly the straight guests wore (guess anybody) ..... and the non-straight guests wore (pretty obvious answer on this one) . .. .

Needless to say, it was one of the best weddings I have been to. At Hamburger Mary’s Dance Club. I was in renn garb and I danced with two modern dancer gals in leather bikinis. Not sure if bikinis is the right word. Neither is clothing. Let me just say that there attire was very alluring.

I believe the word to describe this event would be “festive”. A masterful harpist played during the ceremony and then six very good belly dancers danced everybody right into the fabulous reception.

It was a really meaningful ceremony. It meant more to me than most of the straight weddings I have been to. Lots of fun.

I was hugely pregnant and uncomfortable at the time, but I figured the single most important thing I could do to support civil rights for all people would be to show up at the one wedding I was invited to! The ceremony was surprisingly beautiful – I expected very dry city-hall perfunctory stuff. The volunteer jp’s worked so hard to get as many people married as possible in the unforeseeable immediate future before the courts shut them down. They were troopers. My friends had been together for over 20 years and had two sons together. It was very emotional for them to be recognized officially as a family in the city they had lived for most of those 20 years together.

I was very very proud to be a San Franciscan right then.