For Blues, he was going through with this more because his sister and some other members of the family insisted, and because he knew deep down Izzy would want some kind of pictures to look back on someday. He had allowed Jazz to pick out his suit and simply did hos job by picking out the musical acts and then showing up, but otherwise he had been too captivated by how incredible Izzy looked to really remember anything that had happened. Even now, with her on his arm as they prepared to head into the reception, he gently kissed her forehead as he finally took a good look at her and allowed a goofy grin to spread across his face.
She was his wife, and now everyone would know it. He took a deep breath, peeking into the reception area as he allowed Izzy to lead the way, surprised by everyone who had managed to show up. He knew some of them had probably been coerced, but they had come through for them regardless and that was all that mattered. The sheer amount of love he could feel flowing from their family was enough to give him diabetes, but he accepted it as a side effect of what had just gone down.
Today was Izzy's day more than anything, and as such he would allow her to get away with whatever she wanted. If her goal was to dance until they got kicked out, then so be it. All he asked was that he was allowed at least one drink and that maybe they got to take over the stage for a bit. He was sure nobody would mind giving a few of them some instruments and allowing them to pick out a tune or two, but all that could take place later. For now, he was thrilled to be his gorgeous wife's arm candy for a little while longer.