Alright, listen up, y’all. We gonna talk about somethin’ fancy today, somethin’ called a “bride with a leather jacket”. Don’t ask me what that means exactly, sounds like city folks bein’ silly again, but I reckon it’s about gettin’ hitched and wearin’ one of them shiny jackets.
Now, I seen pictures, magazines and whatnots, them city girls, they do like to mix things up. They got their white fluffy dresses, lookin’ like a meringue, and then bam! They throw on a leather jacket. Why, I dunno. Maybe they cold? Maybe they think it looks cool? City folks, they got their own ways, I tell ya.
I remember when I got married, it was my grandma’s old cotton dress, hand-me-down thing. No fancy jackets or nothin’. Just me, my man, and the preacher. We didn’t need no leather to tell folks we was hitched. But these youngsters, they always gotta do things different.
- One thing’s for sure, them leather jackets, they come in all sorts. Some plain, some with fancy stitchin’.
- I seen one with stars and moons on it, looked like somethin’ outta a fortune teller’s tent.
- They even got ones you can write on, put your names and the date. Like carvin’ on a tree, but on a jacket.
Now, if you ask me, and nobody ever does, if you gonna wear a jacket to your weddin’, make it a good one. A sturdy one. Somethin’ that’ll keep you warm when the wind blows and protect you if you fall off the back of the truck. Not that you should be fallin’ off trucks on your weddin’ day, mind you. But you never know.
And don’t go spendin’ a fortune on it neither. I seen them city folks payin’ hundreds, even thousands, for a jacket! That’s just plain crazy. You can get a good jacket at the feed store for a fraction of that. Might not be as fancy, but it’ll do the job. And that’s what matters, ain’t it?
Some folks say a leather jacket makes you look tough. Like you ain’t afraid of nothin’. I reckon that’s true. But a bride, she ain’t supposed to be tough, is she? She supposed to be sweet and gentle, like a flower. But maybe these city girls, they want to be tough and gentle at the same time. Maybe they want to show the world they ain’t nobody’s fool. I don’t know, it’s confusing.
I heard tell that wearin’ a leather jacket can make you look smarter, too. Now that’s a new one. I always thought readin’ books made you smart, not wearin’ jackets. But then again, I ain’t never been to college. Maybe they teach you different things in them fancy schools.
If you’re thinkin’ about wearin’ a leather jacket to your weddin’, you gotta think about the whole outfit. You can’t just throw a jacket over anythin’ and expect it to look good. You gotta match it up with your dress, with your shoes, with your hair even. It’s like bakin’ a cake, you gotta have all the right ingredients, or it ain’t gonna turn out right.
And don’t forget the groom! He can wear a leather jacket too, if he wants. I seen pictures of couples, both of ’em wearin’ jackets, lookin’ like they ready to ride off on a motorcycle or somethin’. It’s kinda cute, I guess, in a weird city-folks kinda way.
So, there you have it. My two cents on this “bride with a leather jacket” business. Like I said, I don’t really get it, but it ain’t my place to judge. If them city girls wanna wear leather jackets to their weddins, that’s their business. Me, I’ll stick to my old cotton dress, thank you very much. It’s more comfortable anyway.
But if you do decide to go with the leather jacket, make sure it’s a good one, one that fits you right, one that makes you feel good. And don’t listen to nobody who tells you it’s wrong or silly or whatever. It’s your weddin’, you do what you want. And if that means wearin’ a leather jacket, then you wear that leather jacket with pride.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go feed the chickens. All this talk about fancy weddin’ clothes has got me hungry.
