My wedding was not fun for me! It was quite pretty and traditional and all that, but....Too many relatives arguing, people criticizing every moral/social/personal/inconsequential choice I made, critiques of every aspect of my person... (why they care is beyond me) my mother trying her hardest to live vicariously through me.... in-laws informing me I was already a "common law" wife, with the same tone of voice they would've used to say I was a leper... The unshakeable knowledge, because several people told me, that I was letting people down for being the wrong religion, the wrong age, the wrong hair color, the wrong bra size, too spoiled, too low-brow, you name it, they didn't like it. The stuff of every girl's dreams. (NOT.)
To be brutally honest, and perhaps ungrateful, I had a wedding for other people mostly, and I hope they enjoyed it because I did not. There were certainly some people who were loving and supportive, but many were highly critical and intrusive and demanding.
If I had it to do over again, I would skip straight to the honeymoon (now that was fun!) and mail out announcements from, say, a hut in Bali or somewhere beautiful and tropical. I might invite a few select friends for a party maybe. (In Bali? Why not.) But if I had it to do over again it would be E L O P E, baby! Spend the money on a really awesome honeymoon, or if you want to be sensible, a down payment on a house.
That's my two cents, anyway.