Jordan/Yuan-Wei: Save the Date!

Working in the movie business is good practice for getting married - you have this big, powerful idea, and then you spend the next year-plus on figuring out the schedules of everyone you want involved, negotiating with venues and vendors, doing costume fittings, fretting over a ton of stuff you can't control, and then hoping that you don't lose the passion in the meantime, so that it hopefully still hits by the time you've got an audience.

It usually works out.  I know this - aside from attending Krystle's and Max's weddings last year, I've had summers here where I couldn't take a vacation because someone is getting married every. Fucking. Saturday.  How do I have so many friends?  Sure, you join some tight networks as a woman in this business, but it seems like a lot.

Anyway, step one is apparently sending out "Save the Date" postcards, which is especially important for us because we're inviting people from at least four countries other than Hong Kong - Mainland China, the United States, Canada, England, and maybe India or Australia, depending on what Kareena and Benny wind up doing in the next twelve months - many of whom aren't easily able to travel internationally at the drop of a hat, either financially or because Krystle and Max need to convince Inn-ignorant spouses that being at my wedding is really important to them.  I, personally, am ready to do this next week, but there are folks who might not be able to even get their passports renewed in time, let alone book travel.  It also helps us get a sense of the potential scale of the thing.  It's looking like it may be bigger than the family house which, ironically, I occasionally let out as a wedding venue in addition to tourists renting it.

(It also gives me some time to convince certain people to let me pay for their travel and stay!  I'm not like rich rich or anything, especially after Chen-Ai taking a fair amount of the money she figured she'd married into and how fucking everything since 2019 has been bad for what Yuan-Wei's father was invested in locally, but, fuck it, neither Doris nor I are attached to it, so what's a better use?)

Hell, it's going to blow way past that, so we're auditioning wedding planners but already sort of sniffing out venues and starting to idly talk about how Chinese versus Western we want it to be.  

Plenty of time, for better or worse.

-Jordo