Going To An Italian Wedding In Italy

One of our crazy C.O.S.I group attends an Italian wedding.

Living In Italy.Moving To Italy. Loving In Italy. Laughing In Italy.

Last week Francesco and I attended a friends wedding near Cassino, Italy in Frosinone. I’ve never been particularly fond of weddings, or at least I didn’t used to be, mostly because a lot of weddings involve bored guests who stare absently into the abyss throughout the short reception, praying for it to end so they can get wasted and take off their damn ties and high heels. I love weddings where the guests just go nuts, celebrate, and have a wonderful time by sloppily flailing themselves around a dance floor or giving embarrassing speeches about the brides history of contracting crabs or the grooms decade as a gigilo… You know, fun weddings. After all, weddings are about celebrating love, and two people fusing their lives together despite their sordid past or addiction to fruity tootsie rolls. It should be fun, right? Luckily for me weddings in the south of…

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3 thoughts on “Going To An Italian Wedding In Italy

  1. Well all I can say “WOW what an amazing wedding ” ..Shame we cannot control the heat !! But all seemed to go well at the reception. Can you imagine that in the UK ..haha . All the fab people too. I love dancing..would be up with them. Thanks for sharing.


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