The weekend I will be attending this weekend may be my first where "black tie optional" was explicitly stated on the invitation. As I was just telling my friend, if one were to do a tally and figure the median wedding I've attended, I think it would still reflect my rural Iowa roots than my subsequent travels through different ways of being associated with universities (this, in turn, being the result of the general tendency for graduate students in sociology the past two decades either to be married when they come to graduate school or, as far as I can tell, to never marry).
At one of the more memorable weddings from my youth, the bride shouted "Ya-hoo!" as they reached the back of the church during the recessional. The reception itself was held on her parents' farm about eight miles out of town. Her brother tacked signs to telephone poles pointing to the reception that said just "FREZ -->" because he didn't know how to spell "Freese" (much less, presumably, "Reception"). There was a fight at the reception that involved a distant female relative of mine digging her fingernails into some man's face. The marriage itself ended a few years later when the groom came home one day and the bride, daughter, and all furniture of any consequence was gone.