My parents were married in Detroit  in 1931 in my mother's older brother's home (my parents were both orphans) on a Friday afternoon.  In 192_ my wife's paternal uncle was married in his father's home in Jerusalem, also on a Friday afternoon. That way the Friday night Shabbat meal was also the wedding celebration. In 1946, my first cousin also got married in her father's home. Presumably nobody had money for fancy weddings or hundreds of guests. Later on, as financial situations improved, people were married in halls, but even then, the number of guests was restricted to less than a hundred. And, of the many weddings I have attended, only two took place in synagogues.
Yehuda Berman