As a girl growing up, I never really understood that giddy excitement which many of my contemporaries displayed when they talked (at the tender age of 9) about how fabulous their wedding day would be. They knew Every. Single. Detail. Down to the very tiniest. Maybe I wasn’t that way inclined because I was never into Disney? All those ultra sugar coated fairytales of how the heroine gets her prince charming and lives happily ever after… Well, its enough to rot your teeth, let alone your brain! No, I was definitely more of an adventurous, albeit a tad tomboy-ish, type. A free spirit, you might say.