One of the many reasons, other than aesthetics (a word, by the way, that I've used more in the two months since I started planning a wedding than I have since I first learned the word), is that exposed brick oozes history. I love the idea that we're saying "I do" where other things have happened. That we're a part of something bigger. Cosmically. Or something.
It also marries (get it?!) masculine and feminine. It's kind of dark and brooding, while also being dramatic. And very un-wedding-ish. No tiara required.
When I show Matt a new potential venue online, our conversation sounds something like this:
So while we may be thismuchcloser to finding a venue (I will not let this break me!)... exposed brick it will have. Maybe I will kiss it after I kiss my groom.
Me: Oooh, check this place out! It looks great!
Him: [stares at me blankly] Offff course it does, it has exposed brick!
Me: Your point being? I LIKE IT!
Him: Really? Couldn't tell.