- 3 years ago
I am the matron of honour for my very best friend. I’m having a hard time with my speech and was hoping you could provide some feedback for me. The pressure is on becuase I am one of two who are speaking at this wedding (the best man is the other, and that’s IT!)
First of all I want to start by saying that I am so honored to be here tonight to celebrate with Lindsay and Trevor. For those of you who don’t know me, I am Lindsay’s matron of honour, and I have had the privilege of knowing her for the past 14 years. She is my very best friend in the world and so it goes without saying that I always think of her as beautiful. But tonight Lindsay, you are absolutely radiant and stunning! And Trevor, you don’t scrub up so bad yourself—you too, look terrific and it’s wonderful to see you both so happy.
Now, I was a bit nervous about giving a speech this evening. I don’t do a lot of public speaking, though my husband will assure you that I am always talking at him rather than with him so this might just work out. I figure this speech should be easy because I get to tell you all about how wonderful my friend is. I met Lindsay back in grade 10, when we were both coming out that awkward teenage transition phase that everyone goes through. To paint a picture for you, Lindsay’s wardrobe back then consisted of things like leopard print suede clogs and sparkly vinyl pants. And her hair was always styled in very creative ways. She often wore a ballet bun, piled on top of her head, with blunt cunt bangs and two long, random tendrils that hung down to her shoulders. She looked a bit like a 70s version of baby spice from the Spice girls. But to further confuse her image, she would careen around in her mom’s minivan, one arm out the window, while blaring gangster rap from her stereo. She was like a tiny pixie with a really bad-ass attitude and it was then that I decided I needed to get to know this girl! And boy, am I glad that I did.
I’m delighted to say that over the years our hairstyles have improved and our vinyl, high-waisted pants have been banished forever, but one thing that hasn’t changed is that Lindsay has remained a constant in my life. She is one of the sweetest, most loyal, and genuine people I know and I admire her immensely for the way that she way supports and cares for the people she loves. Lindsay is the type of person who puts others above herself, and you know that she will be there for you, no matter what. I remember one time when Lindsay was working for the airline; she had these flight passes that she could use for herself and another person if she wanted to take a trip. Well, instead of taking a trip, this girl woke up at 4 in the morning just so she could fly me to San Francisco so I could visit my husband. She flew with me there, turned around and flew right back to Seattle in the same day. She also helped me plan my parent’s 30th anniversary party, and as a type A, super organizer, who has impeccable people skills, she was the perfect person to have on hand. She basically broke into my parents house while I took them out for dinner, decorated the whole place, and then welcomed and entertained a party full of strangers for 2 hours while we were out to dinner. She is selfless and kind, and Trevor, you are in good hands. If Lindsay is only half as good a wife as she has been a friend, you will have a marriage made in heaven. She will stand by you through thick and thin, make you laugh harder than you’ve ever laughed in your life (sometimes at her expense), and she will always be your cheerleader, encouraging you in everything you do and rejoicing in your triumphs. She will inspire and amaze you, and when you least expect it, she will surprise you. I recall one night when Lindsay and I were out with some friends at a karaoke bar and Lindsay decided to put her name up for a solo rendition of a Gwen Stefani song. We were all incredibly shocked because nobody in our group was going to sing until we’d had at least 10 shots, and even then, we would never sing alone! But to our amazement, up to the microphone she went. She stood very awkwardly and a meek voice started to sing, while we all held our breath, thinking “this is not going to go well.” But then the music picked up, the pony-tail came flying out, the she busted out the dance moves. Lindsay had every person in the bar on their feet, clapping and cheering for her by the end of the song. It was incredible. So yes, even after years of knowing her, I can guarantee you Trevor, that this girl will continue to astonish and impress you.
And while I haven’t known Trevor for as long as Lindsay, I do know that he is the perfect man for her. One of the things that I have gleaned from their relationship is that they are the ideal compliment to one another. Though Lindsay’s demeanor is sweet and demure, for those of you who know her well, she also has a fiery side and can be intensely err….. “enthusiastic” or “high energy” at times. She has this incredible ability to go from zero to a hundred in thirty seconds flat, and this is often revealed when she’s either really excited about something or when things aren’t going quite right. Perhaps the thing I love most about Lindsay is how animated she becomes when telling a story; you always know you’ll be in for a treat. When these two first got their dog Milo, and he was keeping them up all hours of the night, I got a phone call from Lindsay, who was speaking faster than an auctioneer and so loudly that I had to hold the phone about two feet away from my ear. As she shrieked about the woes of a new puppy, I could picture her on the other end; frantic pacing, arm waving, the whole shebang. Another time, back in high school, Lindsay and I were up in her room and she was recounting some story that obviously required this same level of energy. It was around Christmas time and Lindsay had one of those chocolate oranges. I think they’re called “whack an orange”, and you’re supposed to lightly tap them on a table to break it into slices. Well, Lindsay was riled up, ranting away when she whacked that orange so hard it went right through the drywall of her bedroom, leaving a massive gaping hole. Now usually, when Lindsay’s on a role, there’s no talking her down. She’s like a bomb that everyone’s too scared (and too amused, quite honestly) to diffuse. But Trevor, he is a wise man. Very soon after he met her, he enrolled her in boxing. Very, very smart— the perfect outlet, and a surefire way to salvage the drywall of his own house now! His patient nature and quiet calm also balances this high-strung side of Lindsay’s. He is a grounding force for her, a stable sounding board, and he lets her be just who she is, which I love. Don’t ever change this about her Trevor—it’s a trademark. But seriously, you are a terrific guy and I know that you will take good care of her. I know you will continue to light up her life and make her smile as she is today. Never have I seen Lindsay so happy as when she met you.
Separately you both remarkable people, but together you are complete. I know that many of you have seen these two interacting for quite some time now, and I’m sure you have witnessed the love and respect that they have for one another. Even strangers have noticed how compatible they are. The lady who sold me my wedding band, also helped Lindsay and Trevor pick out theirs, and after watching them in her store for just a few minutes one day, she told me next time I was in that they were “so well suited to one another and were obviously meant to be together!” I couldn’t agree more.
Now it gives me great pleasure to invite you all to stand and raise your glasses in a toast. To Lindsay and Trevor: To love, to laughter, to happily ever after!