(And here is a conversation between me and Narwhallo, my Maid of Honor. It should be noted that Laura/Narwhallo has been to a "White Tie Wedding," which is a level above Black Tie that I, and no one involved, knew existed before she told me about it. She didn't even know, and she is fancy as fuck.)
(Narwhallo and I chat over IM, and as is the case with this evening, I tend to transcribe my fiance's interjections into the conversation, and eventually my typings are a strange amalgamation of madness.)
(This is going to be the best wedding ever)
Me: Jon says to tell you the wedding is going to be Grey Tie
Jon: "oh shit wait no"
Narwhallo: Hahahahaha
Jon: "Platinum Tie"
Narwhallo: oh fuck
that' shit's classy, man
Me: everyone is in victorian ballgowns
even the men
encrusted with diamonds
Jon: also it is in space
there is lace
EVERYWHERE
Me: lace under your fingertips
Narwhallo: ahahahahaha
Jon: it is required to wear sexy leingeree under everything
Me: even the men
Narwhallo: Everyone gets butlers
Jon: children are neither seen
nor heard
Narwhallo: and pots of tea are just flying EVERYWHERE
Jon: children are shot on sight
Narwhallo: I'd be happy with such an event
Me: half of the event is on thoroughbred unicorns
Jon: there will even be
unlimited
juice
Me: Platinum Tie
save the date
Narwhallo: fuck yes
Jon: also a bear will be the best man
Narwhallo: unlimited juice? This party's gonna be off the HOOK!
Jon: he will also be in leingere
Me: and a bustle
Narwhallo: jesus fuck this is fucking classy
Me: six bustles
that is the minimum number of bustles
Narwhallo: I might be too low-brow for this event annie
Jon: the bear will have a butler
that has a maid
Narwhallo: hahahahaha
Jon: that has a bear
that has a butler
who has a monkey with a fez
Me: each in more bustles than the last
your ass
Narwhallo: hahaha
Me: will be stacked through the roof
covered in lace
and in space
my train will be as long as the continental united states
Narwhallo: YES
Jon: it will be held at one end by a satyr
Narwhallo: Only then will I be impressed
Me: we ever seek your approval, Laura of the Fancy Weddings
Narwhallo: anything less and I'll be pleasantly nonplussed
As you SHOULD
Jon: "Even Klout says she's influential about weddings"
Nawrhallo: heheheheheheh
Klout tells no lies
Jon: "there will be a post-wedding foxhunt"
Me: the fox is mounted on a rocket horse
Narwhallo: Everyone will wear opera gloves
Me: from the future
Narwhallo: no exceptions
Jon: "and super-secret opera sunglasses"
"which are like opera glasses, but they're also SWEET SHADES"
Narwhallo: There will be at least ONE murder in a locked room behind closed doors
fuck YES
Me: the reception is held in the Accusing Parlour
Me: watercress sandwiches will be served.
Narwhallo: Exactly
And everyone's secrets will be aired, even if they have nothing to do with said murder
Jon: "Agatha Christie will be there. But not the normal Agatha Christie. The Agatha Christie from space."
Narwhallo: We will say "God Save the Queen" at LEAST 40 times that evening
everyone will be challenged to a polo death-match
YES
Space Agatha Christe
playing Space Polo
Jon: "The President, the Pope, and the Dalai Lama will be there"
"They are then hunted for sport following the foxhunt"