It’s no surprise that I’m a part-time celebrity watcher. I visit usmagazine.com every hour on the hour, purchase InTouch Weekly every time I’m at the grocery store, and sometimes dabble in a little Perez Hilton (though as the years go by, I find him less offensive and just straight up cruel). And when I’ve exhausted the trash mags and online smut, I’ll occasionally log on to people.com to get the story that’s closest to the truth.
So, I’m not embarrassed to say I’ve been particularly fascinated by what the media is labeling as Taylor Swift’s faux pas. From reading several stories and reports, here’s a Coles Notes version for you:
1. Taylor Swift is dating Conor Kennedy (yes, one of THOSE Kennedys).
2. His cousin Kyle Kennedy was married last weekend.
3. Conor, of course, was invited to the intimate, sit down wedding – but failed to RSVP.*
4. An hour before the wedding, Conor texted the Mother of the Bride and asked, “Hey, can I come and bring my GF?”
5. The MOB responded, “No, please don’t.”
6. The duo showed up anyways, where according to the MOB – “I personally went up to Ms. Swift, whose entrance distracted the entire event, politely introduced myself to her, and asked her as nicely as I could to leave.”
7. The duo left after some coaxing… only to return again after the dancing began.
*In defense of Conor’s poor social etiquette in failing to RSVP, he recently lost his mother, whom I sure used to handle these of things on behalf of her 18 year old son. In today’s world, it actually doesn’t surprise me that a teenager thinks he can text his attendance an hour before a shindig – even a totally private, no-expense spared, pseudo-royalty kind of shindig).
Okay, so here’s why I rolled this over and over in my mind. I wondered: if it was MY wedding, would I be okay with a mega superstar crashing?
(Well, I’m not particularly threatened by young blonde chicks with boyish frames. So I’d likely have to picture Jennifer Lopez strolling into my reception. Oh. My. God.)
Here’s the thing: there’s a reason why decade after decade, brides stuff their bridemaids into seafoam green taffeta (cue: “And you can wear it again!” – honey, no one EVER wears their bridesmaid dress again). The goal is to have all eyes on YOU – and why not? You’ve invested too much time, money, energy and fights with your fiancé over everything wedding-related to be upstaged by a jilted bridesmaid who secretly thinks all eyes are on her. Hence, why give the option of clingy black silk when puffy orange works just as well?
(In case you’re wondering, I let my bridesmaids pick out their dresses themselves, as long as they were – wait for it – petal pink. I know, just shoot me now… I’m sure they wanted to. But it wasn’t from a malicious standpoint; I honestly believed that petal pink was the most romantic colour EVER. #mistaken)
But even a drop dead gorgeous bridesmaid could never compete with a CELEBRITY making an appearance at your wedding. Picture it: you and your new husband begin a slow waltz to your chosen song. With bedroom eyes, you gaze lovingly at each other. But as you scan the room, you realize that you can’t make eye contact with a single person… because they’re all staring at Megan Freaking Fox* who is standing in the back corner trying to be inconspicuous in a low cut Chanel sheath.
(*Pre-Botox Megan Fox. Plastic Megan is just wrong.)
So I get it! I really do. I can totally see why Victoria Kennedy chose to ban the Swiftster from wedding proceedings and keep the attention on her daughter, where it should be. (And, chances are that Conor Kennedy is NOT going to end up marrying Taylor, so why bend over backwards for a flavour of the month?)
But… just for argument’s sake… wouldn’t it be AWESOME to have a celebrity at your wedding? Like they could have been off making movies or singing in concert, but instead, they chose to spend their Saturday night at YOUR party. What wonderful stories you’d have to tell… for years to come!
“I had the perfect wedding. The food was fabulous, hubby didn’t flub his vows, and Sarah Jessica Parker showed up around midnight for the seafood buffet.”
“I just can’t believe that Katy Perry caught the bouquet!”
“Of course the highlight of the night was when Demi Lovato helped me bustle my train – she was so cute!”
In fact, part of me thinks that I *might* be okay with sharing the spotlight in return for bragging rights over each and every wedding I attend thereafter – what, no A-listers???
I’m curious – what do you think? Was Victoria Kennedy justified in kicking Taylor Swift to the curb? Or should she have graciously accommodated her with open arms, especially since Conor is family?
Of course, if Taylor Swift showed up to my wedding, I wouldn’t bat an eyelash. As you can see from this photo of “Who Wore it Better?” circa 2007, I’ve GOT IT ALL over Ms. Swift. HA!