"So - we skipped the wine and settled for coffee on simons lunch break. We are too impatient - THEY ARE BLOODY BRILLIANT!" - Ele + Simon
Given that all you need to do is sign that piece of paper, the rest of the wedding you can do whatever the heck you like. And for Ele + Simon that meant getting ready together, a black skirt and blue top, no cake, a tiny ceremony (the first) in the library at Ullet Road Unitarian Church in Liverpool, followed by dancing into the night, donuts and a whole parma ham at the Handyman Supermarket Brewery on Smithdown Road.
It was my first wedding of the year, and a belting way to start 2018.
Lucy and Paul, some of the loveliest people you are ever likely to meet. Rain seems to have been a theme of the last few wedding I've blogged, and once again; who cares. Oakwell Hall was built in 1583. It's Charlotte Bronte's "Fieldhead". Apparently it was even in that 2017 Gunpowder series which I only got to see vicariously via Gogglebox but that I am sure looked epic nevertheless. Who wouldn't want to be forced inside there by the weather?
These guys are beautiful inside and out, and it was a pleasure to spend time with them. And not only because Lucy wield the ability to discount Nespresso machines. There's a superpower if ever I heard of one.
In a field in Surrey a group of lovely people got together, set up a little camp of tents, a massive geo-dome and a nice pagan man married them under a tree. Plus there was a sage smoke cleansing and a stone circle. The sun shone all day, no one got stung by the hornets, and it ended on a full moon. (Plus the toilets would have qualified as #cabinporn on instagram).
It's kind of a cliche to imagine Yorkshire looking all moist and misty and atmospheric, but that was exactly what it was up to for Henry + Charlotte's wedding, and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. We had pockets of dry to nip outside for some portraits, and when you have a couple who can't keep their hands off each other, and some dank horses, then you have everything you need.
Also got introduced to the concept of a back necklace, which is does what it says on the tin, and looks incredible. I haven't invested because I'm short of backless tops, but you should definitely get involved if you have the wardrobe for one.
Talking of wardrobe; Charlotte's dress is (brilliantly) called Deirdre by Maggie Sottero. Look at that, I even googled it and linked for you. I would bookmark it under Nice Lace.
I'm such a firm believer that your wedding day should be a day all about yourselves, what you want to do, a selfish celebration of your own relationship. So, if that means you want to get married in a mock up of a space capsule in fancy dress, then you should do exactly that.
You beautiful pair Daren + Hannah, at the National Space Centre.
Sharing a love of the sea, Lauren + Nick were always going to end up marrying at the seaside. After prep in hipster Margate, and a church ceremony in Birchington-on-Sea we headed down to the beach that Lauren would spend time with her mother at. There was, in no particular order, coastal gales and biting sea spray, a fernery, a driver with some seriously long shirt cuffs, greenhouses galore and probably the nicest bunch of South Londoners you're ever likely to cross paths with. The reception; Quex Park in Kent.
I knew I was going to have a good time at Jen + Dan's wedding, we met at Most Curious on Brick Lane when they were living in London. They were having their wedding up in Liverpool - the first ceremony the Everyman Theatre had held - and they were very much doing it their own way. I was looking forward to getting back up to the NW (we lived upstream on the Mersey in Manchester for 6 years).
You couldn't help being taken by their abundant and unmissable love for one another, by the abundant concrete at the Everyman and by the crisp, modern vibe it gave the whole reception. Being at a venue that can make fine espresso coffee also does no harm, and strolling down Hope Street whilst the NW's friendliest folks whoop and holler their congratulations from the pavement cafes and car windows meant the day was processing just as you hoped it would. And then - an entire CARNIVAL goes and shows up(!)
Enjoy! And don't forget to check out Ukeleighties and Loose Moose, both of whom I can promise are guaranteed floor-fillers.
Sometimes you just don't need a shared language. Not a spoken one anyway. There is a boatload to be said for the freedom of spending the day attuned to nothing but the unspoken connections between people. Hanging out with Erica + Simone at Villa Gaia just west of Milan was a dream.
I want to thank Erica + Simone for their faith in booking me from Italy, and asking me to just come out and do my thing on their turf. I also want to say thanks to Vania @amu_wedding_videos and Marianna @maryesse + Maurizio of SweetandSour for being such patient translators, and for providing general Brexit-sympathy love and hugs. (Also, fistbump to this guy.)
The day after this beauty of an evening next to the Naviglio Grande, Erica, Simone and I went to their place in Milan and headed out into the centre for coffee and walks. It's a tough job but someone has to do it.. Falling over 50p espressos everywhere you go. I could do this a lot more. Speaking of which, message me destination wedding people.
Two people, their immediate families, one tiny room in the Guildhall, a stroll around Bath, a lace jumpsuit and a flat white from the coffee shop opposite? Hello Rhiannon + Adam, it was a pleasure to meet you.
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