The first wedding I offiated was on a bluff overlooking Cape Cod Bay in October of 2000. Newly ordained and nervous I never-the-less presented myself as just that; nervous and new to this officiating biz. As fate would have it the couple, Kathy and Pete, were creative and casual from somewhat eccentric and very forgiving families. In fact, I became the sea of calm in the midst of some pre-ceremony chaos when the father of the bride was having too much fun gabbing with the guests. As the sky darkened and rain threatened he returned from where the bridal party was gathered, after several attempts to secure his daughter he gave up saying, "Im not going back in there. Don't send me back in there." His wife took him by the arm and finally the harpist began to play and the bridal party processed in. Kathy was a sensational bride, naturally elegant and Pete, so attractive made even more so by his obvious love for Kathy.
They really got each other and I got them and they got me. (And some years later they begot Eli, their adorable son.)
Look for an officiant that gets you. Who gets what you want, who gets who you are to each other.
"To have and to hold' couples sometimes ask me what that means. I know it when I see it. Couples who truly get each other despite their faults and foibles or sometimes because of them.