No, this isn’t an entry on my company (that’d be more of a book than a blog entry). Rather, let’s look at the dictionary description of the word:
gestalt – A physical, biological, psychological, or symbolic configuration or pattern of elements so unified as a whole that its properties cannot be derived from a simple summation of its parts.
In other words, the result is greater than the sum of its parts.
I had a revelation a few weeks back. It came sometime between deciding on the color of the linen and choosing which chair covers best complement the room (neither of which do I actually know the answer to).
This may seem like a bold statement to readers of the site, but it’s not that I don’t care about the wedding. In fact, I think it’s gonna be a blast. I mean, it’s a three day party with people I love to hang out with that I rarely get to see. On top of that, I won’t deny that the reception will end up looking great.
Rob and Jen’s reception hall was beautiful. The color of the… well, the fact that they included the… I mean, the cake was… shit, I don’t remember a specific detail. Why? Because the overall enjoyment of a wedding is far bigger than simply summing the minute choices made.
If I can be blatantly generic (read: sexist) for a minute, I’d like to say that my last statement probably sent the majority of the women readers spinning into a frenzy.
“Surely, the wedding would not have been nearly as enjoyable had there been no chair covers.”
“The overall energy of the room would absolutely have taken a nose dive had the cake had one less layer.”
“I personally think the groom is an asshole, but hell, the flowers looked great so I loved it.”
I do not possess the mental capacity to put together all of these fine little details into a big picture. I’m not wired that way. I can do it with software, but not with a wedding. So when Meg asks me if I prefer Mother of Pearl or Cream napkins, I honestly do not have an opinion. In the end, both would end up looking fine (and let’s face it, serve the simple purpose of wiping stuff off of my face).
To put it in my terms, it’s as if I asked Meg which video card produced better results, an ATI or an NVidia card. To her, both look identical (and damn good, if the video card has passed my rigid requirements to enter my house). I, on the other hand, can see the differences in their rendering capabilities.
So, in response to Meg’s surprise at my question on revisiting the tuxedos, it’s not that I don’t care about the wedding. It’s just that I realize that all of the pieces work together and no one could possibly appreciate the hours spent scrutinizing the tablecloths.
… and if people really did look at the details to that level, they have plenty of their own issues to deal with.