Like most little girls, I dreamed of meeting my prince charming, getting a perfectly romantic proposal, and throwing an extravagant wedding where I would look fabulous and have all the attention.
I dreamed of the venue and the cake and the princess cut. How huge the dress would be, how many bridesmaids I would have and what I’d make them all wear and do.
I guess I assumed the rest would just sort itself out (ie the actual marriage and life with somebody) because I never gave those things much thought.
Now that I’m an adult and look at the world on much more realistic terms, I’m a bit flabbergasted by how many women still look at things the way I did as a six year old.
With so much emphasis put on the material and so little put on the permanent — the marriage itself — only about half do end up being permanent (which should be a staggering statistic but we’re all quite used to it by now).
I wonder, if 90% of the attention was placed on making sure both partners were actually compatible, and then a measly 10% was spent on the party: would a lot of marriages-to-be get cancelled before the big day?
Yet there is still so much value placed on the fancy jewelry and the expensive bridal showers, bachelorette parties, and weddings. At one time I might have wanted a 200 person guest list but that was before I realized money doesn’t just appear in my father’s wallet without him actually working for it.
When I was a child living in a cluttered home with the freedom to buy things as I pleased, I never imagined that one day I would find minimalism and renounce my attachment to materialism. Everything about my lifestyle and world view is different now, and no longer can I enjoy even the fantasy of a ring and a big wedding. It’s just not my style anymore and in fact it couldn’t be farther from what I want for myself.
I was talking with a friend about this the other day, as we noted how some friends have had their childhood dreams of marriage come true, whereas we have not. But I explained to her that this is because our dreams have changed. I no longer wish for my childhood dreams to come true!
I have new dreams. Dreams of a partner with whom I’m compatible in a real way, in terms of our lifestyle and our goals and desires for the future. I dream of a simple life where I am happy and have everything I need and nothing more.
I dream of a long-lasting relationship based on solid shared values, that we both actively work on to maintain. I dream of something that maybe only he and I can truly see, with nothing to show off to the outside world.
This is what I want so much more than a ring.
But couldn’t I have both? Isn’t it possible to have the ring and big wedding, and a long-lasting relationship?
Sure it is. But I still don’t want the ring.
I have a list of reasons specific to me personally, ranging from a lack of wearing jewelry in general; to disliking when jewelry snags on clothing or my hair; to preferring to put that money towards a honeymoon, home, or savings; to the morally questionable expectation that a man should spend 3 months’ salary (25% of his annual earnings!) on a ring; to the fact it could easily get lost or stolen; and of course the ethical reasons for avoiding diamonds.
And yet I understand that to some women, an engagement ring brings joy. One of my closest friends absolutely adores her ring and its reminder of her loving husband and marriage every time she looks at it. For her an engagement ring was indeed a good choice!
Everyone is different and even those within the minimalist community have different priorities and different ideas of what they want and don’t want, need and don’t need.
If you’re wondering if I want to have a wedding, I’m not sure yet. Do I want an official marriage? I think so, yes. But when the right person and I decide to commit ourselves to each other, that in itself is the big, exciting moment. I don’t need a party to emphasize it. I could definitely see a small gathering — maybe a backyard reception for close friends and family — being a really fun and lovely way to celebrate. Something simple.
An engagement lasts a few months, a wedding lasts a day, and a marriage lasts, hopefully, forever. However you chose to celebrate and document these occasions is a personal choice. I hope this post encourages readers to find what feels right for you, despite what traditions may exist.
Whatever they are, I hope your current dreams come true.
Decluttering my life has brought me peace of mind and relief from the world around me. There’s nothing like walking into the space you created and knowing you have nothing more than what you need. I write articles to help others create that same feeling for themselves.