Hello! Are you tired of my constant coverage of my Halloween wedding yet? Are you starting to suspect that I have that disorder the guy in Memento had, since I apparently must write, reminisce and loudly proclaim about my nuptials in every conceivable moment? As though if I cease for one second, it may all crumble into the earth-time continuum, to be forgotten by all and even to be expunged from all history?
Well! Hold off on your fatigue for one moment, as I share with you a link to my wedding … as photographed, dramatized and tangibly published by The New York Times!
As a longtime Vows fanatic myself, I knew that although the Weddings section runs in print on Sunday, the lead wedding story almost always goes live by Friday. In this week’s case — I hadn’t counted on its being published online at 3:00a PST today, though! Luckily, the inevitable marital mind-meld I share with my husband is obviously complete: He woke up fitfully at that very time last night, instinctively checked the New York Times Society page, and awoke me with a nudge and a line that was sure to jolt me immediately awake: “Our New York Times wedding feature is live, and they listed you as 30 years old!”
Well, they didn’t lie. We were bumped by 1 week (often, the New York Times sends reporters to two weddings in a single weekend and there is of course only 1 lead slot for coverage the following weekend). In the past week, of course — no fewer than 24 hours ago! — I ceased being classified as the cool “20something woman” and officially became a scary-sounding “30-year-old,” and of course a paper of record had to report this fact accurately, darn them.
Also — and I obviously understood this, having worked extensively in newspapers, magazines and websites: I read some parts of the article and thought: 1) Did I really say that?! 2) Oh dear, how unflattering!
In the next few days, I want to get out some overdue posts. There is the interminable ongoing photo dump from the wedding. Also! I want to cover some significant moments from my husband’s and my past year, personal and professional (preview for his biggest professional moment – he is the #billiondollarman!) I also want to share with you: How I got to be covered by the New York Times, what it changed about our wedding, and how we handled the 2 weeks before our big day, as we were being extensively researched and interviewed by our very talented, and also perfectly named reporter, Jamie Diamond.
For now, laugh with me at the title. Gosh, we sound like marital gimps. “Violet Woodward Pu and Deepak Jain: After Speed Dating, a Slow Run to the Altar.” As I’ve noted – Deepak and I got engaged while doing a trail run. I’m not as fast as he is (he can whip out 6:18 miles! I’m 7:00/mile on a good day – not Usain Bolt-ian but certainly decent). But there’s a lot of focus on impatience, slowness and dilatory tensions! I’m getting some vibes of John Milton in reading about myself here. Namely:
They also serve who only stand and wait
But I will continue to maintain that actually, it’s all an elaborate reference to the fact that I had my bridal party enter the reception to Fabolous’ “You Be Killin’ ‘Em.” A wonderful song that I selected for its catchy beat, its memorable off-beatness … and at least a little bit for its great lyric:
Shoulda seen her come to me when I called her / Slow strut like she walking to the altar
Yes. The New York Times headline writers were totally referencing Fabolous’ 2010 hit single with that.
Please enjoy the story, and share liberally! More to come!