Oh, there is a reason. It is because it a way for people to try and be clever while making people other than the engaged couple talk about the wedding. And nobody cares about your wedding except you. They care about having a good time and a free bar.

🙋🏿 Can I sit by you. I’d like to add baby shower throne chairs and Snapchat Filters.

No reason? Nonsense. You have a very good reason, and that is because cute wedding hashtags are fucking stupid. I’m not even going to try to come up with a more clever insult - they are that fucking stupid.

Ditto. My sister insisted I have one at my wedding. It took me approximately .02 seconds to think of one since (in my v. humble opinion) I have a very cool last name. But to channel my disdain, I had a little sign that said “If you MUST hashtag, may we suggest #<sillythingithoughtof>.”

I blame the wedding planner she hired off instagram who didn’t press play at the exact right moment.

Right? I HATE this and I don’t even really know why. Full disclosure: I am a millennial.

You, PantsFever, Alice Roosevelt, and I can sit over in the corner saying not nice things about people and hashtags.

#JujylovesServo #Agree100percent

Sounds like a company Tom Haverford came up with

Come sit by me, friend.

I’d rather have a wedding #hashbrown.

Well, that synopsis was chilling. Probably because (as Stassa points out) that fiction is close enough to touch.

I use Daddy for sex talk, so this solves the question of what to use if I ever have an actual kid. Thanks hipsters!

At last this is being covered! It happened Monday night and most media outlets were covering other things, that’s partly why there’s resentment with the media.

That episode/plotpoint was amazing. Especially the fact that you-know-who had the foresight to tell Jax in advance to just always assume a text from her might actually be a text from Stassi pretending to be her. Like, they knew that kind of thing would eventually happen and prepared for the moment. Mind blowing.

Crying here.

I love this show ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

There is a solid subsection of people out there (myself included) who only enjoy seeing Leo in movies if he dies.

I can send you an invite if you’d like :D

...or risk spending one of the best Saturdays of the year drinking your homemade eggnog alone...