At what point in human evolution did the first pink-clad, sash-wearing, tiara-bedecked bride-to-be smirk into her vodka shot and declare, "you know what this party really needs? A CAKE SHAPED LIKE A PENIS!"
I confess to bearing strong and not necessarily mainstream (in America or Trinidad, anyway) views on the wedding-industrial-complex. But I find it hard to understand an event that imposes games like "wrap the bride to be in toilet paper!" as anything but a cruel trick pulled by the patriarchy.
[Originally in #awesomewomen issue of Dec 9 2012]