I'd be so excited to plan a wedding! I've been thinking that if

Charlotte Crosby, with joy unguarded and spirit aflame, once declared: “I’d be so excited to plan a wedding! I’ve been thinking that if I make friends with Louisa Johnson, because we get our hair done at the same place, then maybe I could get her to sing. I’ve tweeted James Arthur in the past so I’m sure I could probably get him too.” Behind her playful words lies the timeless longing to weave music, friendship, and celebration into the fabric of love. For she sees the wedding not only as a union of hearts, but as a festival where art and companionship converge.

The ancients would have recognized this same spirit in their own feasts. For in times of marriage, kings and commoners alike called upon poets, singers, and musicians to lift their voices in praise of love. Song was the blessing of the gods, and to have music at a wedding was to clothe the day with beauty that words alone could not hold. Crosby’s dream of Louisa Johnson and James Arthur is but the modern echo of this ancient truth — that music sanctifies joy and binds memories in melody.

History gives us the tale of the marriage of Peleus and Thetis, celebrated in Greek myth. Their wedding was graced not only by mortal guests, but by the gods themselves, who brought song, prophecy, and gift. Though strife later came from Eris, goddess of discord, the memory endures that such a union was lifted high through divine music and presence. Just as Crosby imagines singers adorning her day, so too did the ancients call upon voices beyond the ordinary to make a moment eternal.

Her words also teach us of the bonds of friendship. By dreaming of inviting artists not through wealth or command, but through bonds of kinship and familiarity, she reminds us that relationships — even those formed in simple places, like a shared hair salon — can bear fruit in great moments. True joy comes not from commanding talent, but from celebrating it in fellowship, where friends lend their gifts freely to honor love.

Let the generations remember: a wedding is not merely vows spoken, but a tapestry of voices, of friends, of music and mirth. Do not measure it only by ceremony, but by the joy that radiates from those who gather to bless it. As Charlotte Crosby’s words reveal, the perfect celebration is woven not with gold, but with laughter, song, and the companionship of kindred spirits. For where there is music and love, the memory is eternal.