However, compared to her first wedding, to Louisiana homey, Jason Alexander (who is, as you read this, probably wondering if broken hearts can kill), Ms. Spears' latest matrimonial procession was positively traditional: The bride wore white, the groom wore a bespoke (okay, maybe it wasn't Saville Row) white tuxedo. After the exchanging of the vows the couple slipped into matching velour track-suits. Matching, that is, except for the word "Pimp" emblazoned on the back of the 'his' model. Federline's groomsmen were similarly caparisoned. And perhaps most touchingly of all:
"His dad was wearing a special suit with 'Pimp Daddy' on it."
Very touching in a scary, underbelly-of-tasteless-excess, destruction-by-consumption, sort of way. And remember, there was some measure of thought invested into all of it. All told, the evening's splendor would have made a Mafia chieftan's daughter's wedding in Ozone Park look like something out of Regency England. (The Sun)
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