This. The best decision my wife and I ever made was to go to a Justice of the Peace and the courthouse instead of the bullshit charade that is a modern wedding. While my version was rather extreme, my two sisters are better examples.
Sister 1 had a large, expensive, lavish wedding.
Sister 2 chose my father's rural backyard in the woods overlooking coastline. My father and I erected a gateway made of driftwood, and covered it in leaves and flowers. No money was spent, other than my sister's cheap, plain white dress and the groom's simple suit. It was a beautiful, simple ceremony. The groom's great grandmother remarked on how the wedding was "the way weddings were before everyone went crazy."