Monday, August 24, 2009

Just You and Me

To date over 21 million people have watched the brilliant video of Kevin Heinz, Jill Peterson and their wedding party dancing down the aisle. It’s the feel good video of the year. Thanks to YouTube I can now get my romantic comedy high without having to waste 90 minutes. This video cuts to the chase. Boy gets girl and they perform a choreographed dance number straight to the alter. No half baked subplots or "meet me at the top of the Empire State Building" bullshit. It even has an uplifting soundtrack. What better way to erase the stigma of domestic abuse? Underscore young love. I have personally used this video like a secret stash of Zoloft. I started to wonder though, what led up to this stunning moment and more importantly what happened after. I need VH1’s Behind the Video.

Most wedding parties include at least one awkward hook up, loser fraternity brother, or relative you secretly hate. I know from interviews they only rehearsed for 90 minutes blah, blah, blah (although the third duo needed a late night run through, girlfriend dances like she’s wearing a Scoliosis brace.) Most were on point with their freedom of expression but I wonder if Jill went Bridezilla after she saw that groomsman "shit squat" down the aisle. There were a few shining stars. The opening girls danced like they were features on The Grind and the stud who confidently "man prances" into a hand stand knows he’s getting mad pussy after the reception.

Although I poke fun I watched this video with the biggest smile and bitter sweet tears streaming down my face. Why the hell was I crying? I don’t know these people and they didn’t even say their vows. I was jealous. Why didn’t I think of doing this? Instead of acting like a female Woody Allen I could have been rehearsing a show stopper with my besties. Granted I didn’t have a wedding party, which in retrospect was a good thing. My wedding contained several inappropriate moments including a rousing speech about a green suitcase full of porn and my piss drunk sister in law French kissing her cousin.

For those of you who have been living under a rock do yourself a favor and watch this video. I have one final question though, for such a cool group of people why are the men dressed like insurance salesmen?

1 comment:

Aunt Becky said...

I tried--hand to God--to get The Daver to agree to allowing me to dance MYSELF down the aisle to "That's The Way Uh-Huh-Uh-Huh, I Like It" but he was having none of it.