Mary-Kate Olsen married Olivier Sarkozy. It happened in New York, in a penthouse, only 50 guests. No photos, obviously. That’s not MK’s style. What is her style is smoking. This my favourite detail from the wedding. That the main design feature was the “bowls and bowls filled with cigarettes”. Naturally, “everyone smoked the whole night”.
Which… yes, the right thing to say here is that that’s disgusting and wrong. But I can tell you, as a former smoker (of cigarettes), the love you have for a cigarette? It never goes away. Some choose not to indulge in it anymore because IT’S BAD FOR YOU. The love though? It lingers. And before you start yelling at me for saying it, Adele said it too. And the universe loves Adele. So you can’t get mad. Just recently she told Rolling Stone that:
“I absolutely loved (smoking), but it's not that f-cking cool when I'm dying from a smoking-related illness and my kid is, like, devastated."
True. Good decision. But my point is that just because you stop doing it doesn’t mean you stop loving it. MK and Olivier? Clearly they love it. And clearly they love it so much they’re committed to doing it in the most throwback way possible. The way their wedding is described is right out of the 70s. And that’s the glamour of it. That’s the sh-tty glamour of it. (Please note, I said “sh-tty” before you start raging.) Because for all of us who miss it, including Adele, the complicated romantic relationship we have with cigarettes becomes the lure, non? It’s even the title of an (underrated) movie, Romance & Cigarettes. And now, basically, Mary-Kate Olsen’s marriage bond.