When Ben and I held our wedding three years ago, we (read: I) settled on the theme “Groomzilla and the Geek Bride”. I wanted a no-frill wedding albeit with costumes, no flowers (because who spends $2,000 on floral arrangements for a wedding?!) and more alcohol; he wanted the full works complete with a themed photoshoot, a fancy car, fashion changes, champagne, and, yes, floral arrangements. He mostly gave in and gave up, I mostly lazed off on wedding preps, and we sailed past that episode and grew in love.
He really should have known that that would be the theme of our marriage.