The groom's parents flew in from France for the wedding at Salt Creek Grille in Princeton's Forrestal Village. The bride had a long playlist that included everything from Cyndi Lauper to Maurice Chevalier.
It was one of the best nights of all of our lives.
I spent some time learning French phrases for the reception ("Let's applaud for the beautiful bride and groom!" and "We'd like to invite you all to the dance floor."), I got to meet the groom before the wedding, and I spent an hour on the phone with the bride talking about the music that would make the night extra special.
For four hours that night, we danced (yes, DJs are allowed to dance while they work - it's a perk of the job). We danced through dinner to 80s and late disco music. We danced to Daft Punk and Sir Mix-a-Lot and Frank Sinatra. But there were two points that made the night mean so much.
The first was about midway through the party portion of the reception. I stopped all of the music, let the crowd know this was the one request that told me this was going to be an awesome party, then I cranked Plastic Bertrand's "Ca Plane Por Moi." Everybody - French and American, English and all - jumped up and ran to the dance floor. We all sang along. We all broke a sweat. The bride and groom hugged and kissed afterward. His parents sang along and laughed.
It was awesome.
The second was the final song of the night. I said something (poorly) in French thanking the crowd for coming, and I put on "La Vie en Rose." The groom's mother began to cry, and they all danced, full of love and full of fun.
Afterward, it felt good to know that we all would remember that night for a long time.
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