The Arrival of Moi

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Arriving at the church is my most treasured memory of the wedding day. The ceremony it self still is somewhat of a blur up until the signing of the register.
I gracefully got in to the car after having a few photos leaving the house. (It wasn’t graceful, more of a clamber). Dad sat next to me and asked me if I wanted a mint, (I never travel without them) he had hidden a stash in his sporran. The journey we were about to embark upon should have taken 3-4 minutes. On this Saturday, it took 20. A nerve racking 20. We stopped at every light. There was gridlock in town and two ambulances (ambulanci?!) attempted to get through the small cobbled lanes of Stamford. The church was within view and I was now a dramatic 10 minutes late. As we drove around the cobbles near the graveyard outside the church I got another little pang of nerves, hot flash and a tummy jump. I thought it could have resulted in a minor panic attack but then I saw her.
With a backdrop of a grey and miserable Stamford, she stood there in her taupe bridesmaids dress, fur coat and a beautiful bouquet. She had a concerned look on her face till we locked eyes and she smiled. A small crowd had now gathered at the entrance of the church, none of which I knew and it was so nice to see someone so familiar. My best friend of 19 years, my chief bridesmaid Katie. I “gracefully” got out of the car, had some photos with my dad, hugged Katie and made my way into towards the seemingly huge archway of the church.
I was greeted by two of Michael’s ushers who I hadn’t seen in years and the rest of my bridesmaids and flower-girls. My veil was now over my face, I could hear Rachmaninoff,Rhapsody on the Theme of Paganini playing, and the Reverend was ushering me into the church. Deep breath. Quick glance at my Dad (who at this point was crying and continued to do so for the rest of the day) we linked arms and started to walk down the aisle. It was the most amazing and indescribable feeling, I could see Michael standing by the altar, there was a lot of camera flashing by my friends and family, then I was stood there. With a nod from my Daddy. I was nearly a wife. And I could not stop smiling.


My Wedding Eve | uk wedding blog

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Miss Pickering and friends photos.

The Thursday before my wedding, all was calm. I had two days to go. I had a variety of appointments all day, from a meeting with the florist to getting every inch of me waxed. My best friend and chief bridesmaid arrived, Michael was now staying too. It was fine. Then I woke up on Friday.

I always wondered how I would feel the day before my wedding, and in all honesty I was still not nervous and only marginally teetering on excitement. It was market day in town and we had numerous errands to run, from dropping off our favours to picking up Americans from the station. I was still mentally occupied with little tasks that I had almost forgotten why everyone was here.

We then had a church rehearsal at 6pm. (I advise all brides to do this the night before) Miss Pickering had put all of the flowers in place and they looked absolutely stunning. We went through what was going to happen, I messed up all the lines and stood in the wrong place but I felt better knowing what the general order would be. Then it hit me. Hot flash and slight wooziness followed. I was getting married in less than 24 hours. Crap, the nerves had hit.
I then had arranged for everyone that had travelled to Stamford to meet in a bar. Slowly it filled with all of our family and friends…this made it worse. I was now officially, for lack of a better word, bricking it. My mother had given me a curfew of 9pm. We arrived home. I had a bath and she made me some toast. I of course didn’t sleep, it was one of those nights where I heard the bells chime every hour on the hour.
Saturday the 20th of November arrived with grey skies and a mighty chill. I woke at 7.30 for hair and make up, and as my beautiful bridesmaids arrived, I realised they were just as nervous, I calmed down and the nerves turned into the most overwhelming excitement. By the time I had got into the car (in the attempted manner of Grace Kelly) I was completely serene. And I was on my way to becoming a wife.
Next installment…what it felt like to arrive at the church.

Something Blue…

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With so many exquisite shades, blue is a fantastic colour to add to a wedding. And I think it makes a beautiful change to the ever so dull (and slightly passé) red/pink/ivory colour schemes.

From cold, icy baby blue, warm royal blue to breath taking cornflower and peacock blue, the colour can be used at any type of wedding, any time of the year.

Flowers, dresses, ribbon, favours, decor, drinks…there are numerous ways to incorporate this vivacious colour into your wedding and I think it deserves a comeback.

Be Bold. Be Brave. Be Blue.

air force, azure, beryl, cambridge, ceil, cobolt, cornflower, cyan, dark, duckegg, eygyptian, indigo, iris, light, midnight, navy, periwinkle, powder, royal, sapphire, sky, steel, teal, turquoise, ultramarine

room, blue pear, gifts, cupcakes, chandelier, tree,

Something Old…

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As the saying goes…And technically I am getting married in a church that dates from the late 12th century and our reception venue is more than 900 years old. But I reckon this doesn’t count. So I will find an alternative in heirloom couture.

Use antique silver, gold, glass and crystal to decorate your venue, vintage invites and favours for the guests and old furs, antique jewels and hoary accessories for the bridal party. These can be easily sourced from local antique centres and online so bring you antiquity A-game and get hunting!

Beautiful antique inspired decor from LeTrousseau, vintage favour boxes and postcards from VintageTwee and a fantastic London antique shop found here. The vintage clutch is from a brilliant blog and if you can afford it, this is where the crown is.

University Doesn’t Just Get You A Degree…| uk wedding blog

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It’s a cliche. But it was love at first sight. It was my very first night out at University in Scotland. I was miles from home and I knew no one. Armed with gin and some over zealous freshers we ventured into the unknown…the Student Union. I sat down at a large table, it soon filled with eager newbies wanting to make friends. We drank, we laughed, we drank more…we laughed non-stop. And then it happened.

He walked in with five or six friends, I clocked him. Someone in their group happened to know a guy on our ever expanding table, and the male group joined us. Now this is where one shouldnt judge…I got up, went over to him, and asked if I could buy him a drink. He accepted, we went to the bar, I charmed him with my intelligent wit, dazzled him with my smile and flicked my hair now and again.

He then told me something that to this day I still dislike him for.”I have to warn you, when girls like me, they realllly like me”. Well. I stood there quite shocked, in my head I had a small debate whether I should walk off now, or stay to prove him wrong. Unfortunately he was right as I’m marrying him in less than three weeks. Five years on I can still remember that night so clearly. The night I met my husband.

And I’m Feeling? Well, I’m Not Too Sure.

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As I am coming in to the last few weeks of wedding planning, everything seems to be coming together. Looking back at all the Lists I wrote, everything has been ticked off. Of course there are still the odd jobs to do but Im not too worried. Im also not excited, and not particularly nervous. Is this normal? I feel as if I am just waiting for it to happen now.

Dont Tell The Bride style, I am going down to stay with my parents for the last 3 weeks and Michael is staying up North. Im hoping that it will make it a lot more special when we see each other, but I am also dreading the weeks apart, especially if he hasn’t completed his to-do list!!

Its all quite surreal, I feel that as a woman, the wedding day is the pinnacle, the best day of our lives…and right now, Im just concerned that I have a lot of ironing to do. Im hoping for a wave of realisation or that tummy sinking excited/nervous feeling but for the last few months I haven’t had it. Pourquoi?

How To Chose Your Entourage

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There was no question when I got engaged that my best friend would be my chief bridesmaid. My sister understood, she stole my Barbies, make-up and clothes for 15 years, therefore she no longer qualified.

My best friend of 19 years shot-gunned the role a decade ago, we planned our engagement rings, our weddings and even our prospective husbands. And even though I am not marrying a Gucci modeling doctor with a south african accent with a penchant for cookery, dog walking and fine art (the list did go on), my choice of chief bridesmaid remains the same. She is my constant. And I love her.

As for the rest of my entourage, I have my sister, two close friends and two cousins as flower girls. It is important to surround yourself with people you will be able to trust not just on the day, but the lead up to the wedding too. My crew have been indispensable. Make sure you pick the same!

L-R my sister, my best friend, me, bridesmaid (other one was in Oz)

Let Them Eat Cake…

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My Wedding Bible contained copious amounts of cake photos. My advice is that you first decide how much you are willing to spend on such sugary goodness. I say this because when I realised my dream cake was £1,500, I was a little heart broken.

Decide on flavour or flavours. Many brides move away from the traditional fruit cake. Mine is three tiers of fruit, chocolate and carrot cake. Traditionally the top tier is kept and eaten at the christening of the couples first child, but as mine is the most delicious layer, that wont be happening.

Shop around, go cake tasting. Cakes can be a work of art, and there is so much choice now, from small cupcakes to six tiers of heaven! The Americans definitely lead the way on extravagant cakes, I am hoping it will become the norm within the UK.

Bon Appetite!

Even If You Dont Have A Traditional Wedding | uk wedding blog

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There are some wonderful traditions surrounding weddings so why not up hold a few on your day? Here are some of my favourites, from the romantic, to down right ludicrous.

Proposal – In the past when the marriage proposal was a more formal procedure, the prospective groom sent his friends or members of his family to represent his interests to the prospective bride and her family. If they saw a blind man, a monk or a pregnant woman during their journey it was thought that the marriage would be doomed if they continued their journey as these sights were thought to be bad omens. If, however, they saw nanny goats, pigeons or wolves these were good omens which would bring good fortune to the marriage.
The Wedding Dress – It is thought unlucky for the bride to make her own wedding dress.The bride should not wear her entire outfit before the wedding day. Some brides leave the last stitch unsown until she leaves the house.

On The Way To The Wedding – When the bride is ready to leave the house for the wedding ceremony a last look in the mirror will bring her good luck. However returning to the mirror once she has began her journey will result in bad luck.Seeing a chimney sweep on the way to a wedding is thought to bring good luck and it is still possible to hire one to attend wedding ceremonies. Other good luck omens when seen on the way to the ceremony include lambs, toads, spiders, black cats and rainbows.

Seeing an open grave, a pig, a lizard, or hearing a cockerel crow after dawn are all thought to be omens of bad luck. Monks and nuns are also a bad omen. This may be because the are associated with poverty and chastity. They are also thought to signal a dependence on charity by the newlyweds.

Bad weather on the way to the wedding is thought to be an omen of an unhappy marriage, although in some cultures rain is considered a good omen. Cloudy skies and wind are believed to cause stormy marriages. Snow on the other hand is associated with fertility and wealth.

The Couple’s First Purchase – It is said that the first partner who buys a new item after the wedding will be the dominant one in the relationship. Many brides ensure that they make the first purchase by arranging to buy a small item such as a pin from the chief bridesmaid immediately after the ceremony. Hence the sixpence in the shoe!

Shoes – In the past there have been a number of customs involving shoes which were thought to bring good luck. The best known, which is still upheld, is to tie shoes to the back of the newlyweds’ car. This has evolved from the Tudor custom where guests would throw shoes at the newlywed couple. It was considered lucky if they or their carriage were hit.

Less well known is for the bride’s father to give the groom a pair of the bride’s shoes to symbolise the passing of responsibility for the daughter to her new husband. A variation of the custom is for the groom to tap the bride on the forehead with one of the shoes to assert his dominance.

The custom of the bride throwing her bouquet over her shoulder, was originally performed by her throwing one of her shoes.

The Best Man – It is the best man’s duty to protect the groom from bad luck. He must ensure that once the groom has began his journey to the church he does not return for any reason.

He must also arrange for the groom to carry a small mascot or charm in his pocket on the wedding day.

When the best man is paying the church minister’s fee he should pay him an odd sum to bring luck to the couple.


Good Wedding Etiquette | uk wedding blog

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A few Christmases ago I was given a Debrett’s book on etiquette (here) As a young bride (23) I entered the world of weddings quite oblivious. The last wedding I attended was when I was a bridesmaid age 12. There are of course certain etiquettes that should be followed and are sadly being ignored.

Here are a few…
Invitations – they should be worded from whoever is hosting the wedding and the RSVP should be on the left hand-side. The RSVP should go to the bride’s parents.
Seating Plan – On the top table there should be the bride, groom, their parents, chief bridesmaid and best man.
Speeches – The father of the bride, groom and best man make speeches. Woman are not meant to make speeches, they therefore remain enigmatic.
Of course, it isn’t always as simple as this, so see my next post on wedding traditions which can still be upheld even if the traditional wedding is not being observed.