Well, however you want to describe Finnish weddings, "dry" is not one of the words I would use.
"Dry" in the sense "no alcohol", I mean.
Usually they are everything but dry. In fact, I don't recall being to a wedding where there hadn't been bottles of vodka (or other hard liquor) hidden somewhere outdoors. Just look for a group of people, who are trying hard to look inconspicous.
I guess it has something to do with the music.
The Swedish Eurovision entry was about anal sex. Targer the right market, they say.
You should try vanhoillislestadiolaiset häät. No dancing, no booze, no music, except perhaps for an aging aunt who sings hämähämähäkki or something like that in a shaky voice (and even that gets a glare from the elders). After that, your old waltzing to depressive music and kossu behind the sauna starts to feel strangely hilarious.
Frankly, that sounds like a refreshing change, rhia :). Then again, the one instance of a wedding in the US I've been to was not really a change, just something between a Finnish wedding and a colon removal in hilarity: fun to watch but painful to participate.
And Armi, thank you - now I cannot sleep while I ponder why the hell Finns gave the full 12 points to Sweden, and what the exact connection to anal sex is here.
Hurts, oh it hurts, really hurts
In the middle of the night
In the light of the day
You know that it hurts
Oh it hurts, really hurts
And I wish I could be stronger
No longer afraid
Nobody but me, could know the way I feel
Oh it hurts, oh it hurts I'm trying to forget love
The pain I feel inside
I'm clinging to my pillow
And the tears I cannot hide
I wish it could be over
So I can start anew, oh
Gawk. It's worse than I remembered. (Fixed your line breaks, BTW)
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