I'll admit to reading the wedding announcements in The New York Times a few times, then again I was a wedding planner so I guess it's not like admitting to secretly doing brain surgery while working as a paralegal.

The few times I took a peek I'd look immediately at the ones with photos or those that showed a large age difference.  I personally never wanted my announcement in any paper because I never thought anyone should care about my "breeding" but that's just me.  

I now pronounce this wedding announcement in The New York Observer as taking the Sylvia Weinstock wedding cake.  Can you stomach it?

<em>When Sarah Mascareï¿½as, a <strong>blond, blue-eyed bombshell </strong>Yalie (yes, they do exist), first walked into the law offices of Cravath, Swaine and Moore, where she was starting as an associate attorney, she was prepared for a hefty workload and a big paycheck. She wasn't prepared for Do&#287;an Perese, also an associate and a <strong>dreamy,</strong> dark-haired Harvard grad (yes, those exist too!) who couldnï¿½t stop staring at her. 

No, wait.. it's not done.  Now scroll down to - 

<em>The date was arranged for Gramercy Tavern at 8, but at midnight, <strong>the two lusty legals </strong>were just leaving the office.</em>

Congratulations Dogan and Sarah... you've succeded in shocking half of Manhattan.

</em>Read the entire astonishing piece if you dare - <a href="http://www.observer.com/20060529/20060529_Daisy_Carrington_love_thelovebeat.asp">here</a>.