At my cousin's wedding, and the first non-Jewish wedding in the family, we hijacked the playlist and performed our own Hora. We did it at my cousin's wedding last fall as well. Ultimately, this was something that bound us together as a family, whether it was part of our heritage or not. So yeah, we put Hava Nagila on the playlist and found chairs with arms.
I love this picture. The man dancing to my left is my cousin's husband, and he dances a mean hora. I think he was leading the circle.
There is something totally amazing about being lifted in the chairs at the same time as your husband - it's horrifying, and it's fun, and it's a really wonderful moment in which you feel connected to your partner and your family and it's really everything weddings are about. I know that our wedding would not have felt complete without it, and I'm really glad we did it, no matter who thought it was weird. (Or, as one of our chair lifters mentioned last night, heavy.)