Millie, I must disagree. Weddings are about the Bride. She spends months in planning every aspect — the colors and species of the flowers, the type and size of the cake, and so on — and, starting the day before the wedding, she gets her nails done, her hair done, and her make-up done, dons a thousand-dollar gown, and walks down the aisle to the triumphal strains of Wagner’s Wedding March. The groom? He shows up in a rented tux, wearing somebody else’s shoes.
It’s the kind of opinion one forms looking only at one small part of something (i.e. Her own role in the wedding) rather than seeing the whole picture. This is forgivable in children; in government, it leads to massive civil rights violations and a body count. 🙁
He’s not wearing earrings and he isn’t showing a bosom => he’s male. (Yes I know that the latter isn’t helpful for dogs or foxes most of the time *here*, but examine Ms Mudd *there*.)
Woo, so I neglect this blog, don’t I? I mostly figure news about what I’m doing is available elsewhere. …mostly I’m just bad at keeping up with details. But this is worth sharing: we’re close to a movie/TV thing with Nickelodeon! Read more →
So the Phoebe and Her Unicorn Amazon storefront, with apparel, backpacks, bags, and cushions, is open! We still have shirts on Topatoco, too. Read more →
So I’ve illustrated a picture book! Its co-author is young Maddox Lyons, a 12-year-old trans boy, and it’s about a little trans boy trying to be understood by his parents and the world. I think this is a wonderful project and I hope it opens some minds! It’s available to preorder now. Read more →
If you’ve gotten fan mail back, it’s my fault. I failed to keep my PO box paid up, and I know some people got mail back. I’m really sorry! Feel free to send stuff along to the new address: Dana Simpson PO Box 6347 Santa Barbara, CA 93160-6347 Again, I’m really sorry for the inconvenience! […]
I want a Gertrude Stein action figure!
Millie, I must disagree. Weddings are about the Bride. She spends months in planning every aspect — the colors and species of the flowers, the type and size of the cake, and so on — and, starting the day before the wedding, she gets her nails done, her hair done, and her make-up done, dons a thousand-dollar gown, and walks down the aisle to the triumphal strains of Wagner’s Wedding March. The groom? He shows up in a rented tux, wearing somebody else’s shoes.
I think, in this case, Millicent is more referring to how a girl is the Flower Girl and a boy is the Ringbearer.
It’s the kind of opinion one forms looking only at one small part of something (i.e. Her own role in the wedding) rather than seeing the whole picture. This is forgivable in children; in government, it leads to massive civil rights violations and a body count. 🙁
Also don’t forget Millie you asked if you could be the flower girl
The flower girl is actually rather important in the ritual. She signals that you’ve gone from pre-ritual gathering to ritual proper.
ritual is a funny word.
The dress fitter lost the spots on his ears. Come to think of it, is the dress fitter a man or a woman?
Good question. At a glance, I would think “man”, but it’s not so easy to tell, really.
He’s not wearing earrings and he isn’t showing a bosom => he’s male. (Yes I know that the latter isn’t helpful for dogs or foxes most of the time *here*, but examine Ms Mudd *there*.)
Yeah, that makes him look more like a beagle than a dalmatian.
Neither or both.