We all have our particular idiosyncrasies and preferences. Some of them make sense; many of them don't. We need to learn how to just accept them... and each other.
Like magic, there was that instant comfort that you hear married couples talk about. I went home. I got sick to my stomach. And I decided he was the one.
My daughter wants the fancy ring, the elaborate gown, and all the bells and whistles that I could not care less about. But this is her wedding, not mine.