We needed a good reason for a party, so they got married

My friends Natalie and Lesha had a wedding last Friday. Their short story is ridiculous: Nat has old aristocratic last name - Oransky and Lesha wanted it so bad. That was her present, let say. They never lived together and never will, no kisses and flowers, no love story with teddy bears. But they are fun and the wedding was The Event of November, at least

Nat's dress was definitely a masterpiece. All night long in my kitchen we were trying to make a white sheet and a butter-cloth look good together, and I think we succeeded!

A bunch of flowers that we got for the bride (just for the ritual) and that I caught later on. 

 The rings were awesome and much more optimistic about what was going on than the couple

And all the guests were surviving terrible hungover after united hen and stag parties.

The wife is going for her honeymoon to Spain in a week - alone. The husband is furbishing up his flat and changing his passport to the one with Oransky last name.
After all these procedures they aim to apply for divorce.