Two friends of mine, lets call them buppies, (for being a blend of bohemian and yuppie)have consistently shot down my music picks for their wedding reception. Of course the ceremony itself should be tasteful; it's in the Walter's for God sakes. But there is nothing like bumping and grinding to booty music on the dance floor that breaks down barriers between the bride's guests and the groom's guests. Imagine it--everyone is seated for dinner. Single friend-of-the-bride Jenna quietly takes teensy bites of her food so single friend-of-the-groom Jim won't be turned off by chomping, talking with a full mouth, or the unfortunate piece of lettuce between the teeth. The only disturbance of the silence is the delicate clinking of fine silverware against crystal: "Here's to the happy couple." Jim, although not a weatherman, strikes up a conversation with Jenna about the intense humidity: "Yes it has been very humid," she replies. Now what girl doesn't scream with glee and grab a man to dance when "Baby Got Back" comes on? With the noise to prevent awkward conversation and the body girations, there'll be a match made in Heaven.
This is my last pitch--who are ya'll to stand in the way of true love? Or at least some dance floor romance in the Sculpture Garden? No two strangers will spontaneously decide to dance together to "La Vie en Rose."
