I got married to Yuko a few months ago. She is cool. She is beautiful. She has a natural and wonderful sense of style. She understands her body and her character. She is confident and knows how to carry herself.
She decided early on that she would wear a vintage kimono for our wedding. Traditional wedding kimonos are white. They are delicate and extravagant, generally reserved for a traditional ceremony at a Japanese shrine. Since we were getting married A) in California, and B) in a the woods, she decided to not wear a wedding kimono, and instead wear a less formal style. This was where I began to get dressed for my wedding.
Her wearing a non-wedding kimono meant that I would take it down a notch too, from tuxedo to suit. I had a few other basic things to consider, things that most grooms should: season, setting, atmosphere, and color to name a few.
We were having a small wedding, in the woods in a park, in the spring, in San Francisco, no wedding party, no colors. That really left an open playing field for me.
I don't really wear black. I'm pretty pale, and black washes me out and makes me look car sick. Blues and greys do me much better, especially since I have bright blue eyes.
After going back and forth on charcoal or navy, I settled on the latter. I couldn't decide on lapels; notched or peaked, so I was really hoping that the perfect spring suit would find me. It did.
I ended up buying a navy, linen, harringbone, peaked lapel, double breasted suit. I had spent my entire adult life hating double breasted jackets, and it turns out, I had just never worn the right one.
So I had settled on the canvas, but what about the rest of the painting? I will get right to it: the plain white button down shirt was boring, so I went with a white shirt with a tigh blue floral pattern, spread collar. It made me smile. I wore a navy knit tie with a baby blue tip. I hate wearing a belt. I don't wear pocket squares. I bought some new socks and boots.
I went to the park early in the morning with my father and my homeboy Bernardo to set up. I'm clueless, I thought I would have time to run to my house and change. I didn't. I got out of my daily wear and into the wedding suit in the woods, just in time for the first wedding guests to arrive.
And that's how I got dressed for my wedding. I didn't wear a bow tie. (photos by Celeste Noche)