June 26, 2015

the real marrying types with hilary grossman

When Elliot Lynch learns her family’s wedding planning business is in danger of bankruptcy, she’s willing to whatever it takes to save it—even participate in “The Marrying Type,” a reality TV show that takes viewers behind the scenes of wedding drama. Elliot’s reality show adventures—which include run-ins with a dramatic bridesmaid, rival wedding planner, and the one who got away—are told in my novel, The Marrying Type. While Elliot’s wedding stories are fiction, there are plenty of wonderful real stories out there. In The Real Marrying Types of Change the Word, real women are sharing their real wedding stories. 

In today’s new The Real Marrying Types of Change the Word, Hilary Grossman shares one of her earliest wedding memories and one from years later that inspired her own nuptials. 

“Can I scream?”  I asked my mother.

She looked at me like I had lost my mind. “Sure,” she said with a shrug

I don’t think she really thought I would do it. But I did. I screamed at the top of my lungs. LOUD!

My father came running into the kitchen. “What’s wrong? Why are you screaming?”

“I can’t stand it.” I replied. “I’m too excited!”

I waited almost a year for this day, and it was finally here. My cousin Robin’s wedding. And while I adored her future husband I wasn’t excited about her starting a new chapter of her life with the man that she loved. All I cared about was the fact I was going to be her junior bridesmaid!

Hey. Don’t judge. I was only ten years old.

From the moment she asked me if I would participate in her wedding, I could think of nothing else. You would think I was the bride the way I carried on. I practiced walking down the aisle every day, for months.  I loved my pink dress (which now makes me shudder) and I couldn’t wait to wear it. Finally the day was here.

Her wedding was everything I dreamt of and more. I had the time of my life. Posing for pictures, walking down the aisle (although I goofed the procession up) and dancing with my parents (my poor parents only shared one dance together – I was that dominating).

Seven years later, while in high school, I found myself catering. I spent every weekend working into the wee hours of the mornings serving drinks at weddings. At first I loved it. Happy memories from my cousin’s wedding bombarded me. I was thrilled to be a small part in all these brides’ special days. I’d prepare for work anxious to see the bride’s dress, what the wedding party would wear, and all the intricate details of the event.

But after months of “going” to weddings, sometimes three of them in a weekend, the novelty wore off.  I quickly realized that while each one was slightly different, basically every one of them was the same. It was sad. These ladies spent so much time and effort planning their big day, and it was no different then the wedding that took place five hours before.

I also spent a lot of time watching the newly married couple. They spent the entire time working the room, worrying about details, grinning at strangers, and hugging people they haven’t seen in twenty years. They never seemed to enjoy the food, music, or more importantly each other. I always wondered if they even remembered the night, or just the stress of the planning.

Even though I was only seventeen years old, I realized if I ever got married, I wouldn’t want a wedding. To me, the marriage is what’s important, the wedding is just window dressing.

I did my teenage-self proud. Many years later, when I did tie the knot, my fiancé and I scurried off to Aruba. We had a planned elopement on the beach, at sunset.  It was beyond romantic and I remember every second of the day.

We'll be back with more "The Real Marrying Types of CTW" on Monday with a new story from Danielle Miller.

About Hilary
Hi! I am Hilary!

I dated a guy so commitment-phobic that I was able to write a book about our relationship! I am also the CFO of a beverage alcohol importer and live on Long Island.

Here are some random facts about me....
* I am a klutz... I walk into walls and fall off my shoes (flats too - not only the skyscraper heels)
* I have an unhealthy addiction to denim... Oh, and add shoes to my addiction list while you are at it please...
* I am the worst singer imaginable. When I was a waitress, I would get tipped extra not to sing happy birthday!
* I am a righty, but I can also write with my left hand. When I was little, I also taught myself how to write with my foot.
* I used to be a very shy and quiet girl....But, wow, did that ever change
* I love to laugh, and find humor in the every day
* My life long dream was to write a book. Now my dream is a reality. I hope you like it!


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About The Marrying Type
When Elliot Lynch's family business is on the brink of bankruptcy, Elliot will do whatever it takes to save the family business. When asked to appear on “The Marrying Type,” a reality TV show about the people behind the scenes as couples exchange I dos, she says yes to the invasion of privacy (and the hefty paycheck that comes with it). With a camera crew capturing every detail of her life, Elliot faces her most challenging contract yet: planning a wedding where her ex is involved in every part of the process. Forced to confront her past, Elliot must live out her troubled present on national TV if she has any hope of saving her future.

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1 comment:

  1. Quite a story for Hilary to share! Thanks for hosting, Laura!