"You dress like my gran" - the immortal, and now legendary, insult that broke off an engagement, and inspired me to write this post. And yes, I did try to stifle a chuckle.Okay, so maybe it wasn't the sole reason a friend decided to call it quits on her pending nuptials but in my head it is - it has way more of an edge to it than the usual oh-so-ordinary reasons for the demise of a relationship. Fair enough, I can understand that it's no fun having your dress sense compared to the five layers of knitted beige and mustard coloured drab that the older generation parade around in, unashamedly trying to palm off as clothing, but surely such a bold statement warrants full explanation?
My objective and impartial viewpoint summarises that the guy in question has always been flaky and unreliable, indecisive and confused if I am being nice and want to put a more positive spin on it all. They had skirted around the whole marriage idea a while ago until he freaked out and called time on their relationship. After many moments of clarity, he came crawling back, and confessed that things had in fact been moving far too fast for his liking to which she reassured him that they were by no means going to get married straight away. And then set the date for six months down the line! Poor bloke! So it seems like he has adopted the tried and tested 'be horrible to her so she dumps you' from the wimp's guide on how to give her the elbow.
Right about now, agony aunts worldwide would be strongly suggesting communication. It's obvious that men and women speak different languages so communication is guaranteed to be a tad tricky but couples that don't even attempt to persevere, surely they should not even be considering such a life-long commitment. I truly believe in the sanctity of marriage, the institution is perhaps more ideal in theory than practice but that's probably as it's taken so lightly nowadays - divorce appears to be the quick and easy get out clause. I am not saying that this is always the case but there does seem to be a growing trend. It just baffles me how this friend and her fiancé were completely ready and willing to spend the rest of their lives with each other, everything was set in motion, yet a slight argument was more than enough to destroy all that they had previously shared, felt, imagined and dreamed. It's just not possible within the parameters of true love. Or maybe I am just being rather naive. Maybe love isn't real, it is just an illusion or an ideology.
And if it is pre-wedding jitters having evolved into a fully blown case of cold feet then I don't know, I understand many people do suffer from a bout of nerves but if you are unsure and uncertain enough to call the whole thing off then that says it all really doesn't it? Okay, maybe I don't deserve to comment on the matter, having never been engaged or married, or even remotely close to either but never, never ever in a relationship have I been quick to throw in the towel, and that's probably why I don't understand those that do. I know that marriage is a scary-ass step, the idea of spending the rest of however long you have left with this one person until death eventually decides to give you a break. Life is about variety and options, and to some marriage denies this - if you don't eat the same food everyday, and you don't wear the same clothes everyday, can you, ahem, do the same person everyday? To some marriage is just the next step, to a few it's a simple arrangement, and to others nothing less than a life sentence. So where exactly does love come into the equation, if at all?Oh and if anybody should ever liken my attire to that of their grandma's then I shall assume that the lady is indeed a very trendy fashionista.
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