It’s probably not too far-reaching to assume that most of us have considered how we’d like to propose/be proposed to at some point. There’s a whole slew of magazines, books, and television shows committed solely to marketing to our society’s bizarre obsession with fairy-tale weddings. The Bachelor, for instance, shares the same level of authenticity as professional wrestling, and yet it has brilliantly managed to tap into the collective conscience of people who truly believe that happily ever after is an attainable reality. This is perhaps why showboating engagements are so frequently flooding our social media feeds. “She said yes!” reads a post from a high school acquaintance, attached to an album of photographs of a beach at sunset. “We’re getting married!” reads another with a close-up photo of an unnecessarily large, presumably conflict-mined diamond.
All of this may seem cynical at best — that is, until you watch Jack the Wedding Planner stage an elaborate fake wedding just to propose to the mother of his child. The steps here seem a little backward. Why a fake wedding? What happens at their actual wedding? Why is Jack crying during the first dance of two men whom he knows are not actually getting married?
“Honey, you can’t do this right here?” says Jack’s fiancée-to-be as he kneels in front of her (with a fog machine, of course), surrounded by people she doesn’t actually know. But he does do it right there, and we watch in awe as the actors surrounding them snap pictures on their phones and start cheering for the future of two people in which they have little to no emotional investment.
Luke O’Neil over at Bullett sums it up best:
I'll second that. What happened to the simple days of being proposed to via sky writing from a passing plane? I kid.
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