The Honest Truth About Catching the Bouquet
The first wedding I ever went to, I was a toddler, and I remember that halfway through the evening, all the women at the party gathered on the dance floor, tapping their toes, and standing beside each other elbow-to-elbow, their smiles turning from beams of excitement to pouts of competition. I didn’t understand what was going on until all of a sudden my eyes turned up toward the sky and I saw a tightly wound together bouquet of well-smelling flowers fly through the air. Their hands reached up toward the sky and their hips shoved each other aside. I had no idea what the honest truth about catching the bouquet was. A heap of them wrestled on the floor, their heels digging into each other’s calf muscles, until finally, one lady in a red rose colored knee length dress stood up, with her hair all of the place, raising the bouquet high up in the sky. When I was a little bit older and watched this happen again and again at weddings, I began to ask questions. What does one get if they catch the bouquet? Why does these women look as though the bouquet of flowers is a free Prada bag is being tossed in the sky? Is it true that if you catch it you’re really the next one in line to get married? Most people answered these very different questions in the exact same way, with a laugh and a pat on my back. But when, when I was a bridesmaid for the very first time, I found myself on that dance floor, vying for my chance to catch the magical bouquet of peonies. Much to my surprise, when the flowers were up in the air, I somehow caught them. I didn’t push, I didn’t shove, I just reached my right arm up and I grabbed it. Standing in the middle of the dance floor, while everyone cheered, and my mom cried because this to her was a sign that her perpetually single daughter was now granted some luck in the love department, I decided to find out more about this wacky tradition. Here are four truths about the bouquet catching tradition.
- It Gets Medieval
- Most Single Gals are Against it
- It Can Get Violent
- It’s a Replaceable Tradition