A cloudless sky..a balmy day..a beautiful bride..a beaming groom..there’s not much that beats the pure thrilling tide of love a wedding inspires. It’s that pure moment of magic when you get to celebrate a fork in the path of people you love, because they’ve chosen to walk that way together, forever. (Or in this case, dancing, singing…..laughing..)
(Great pic by Kayte Cable!)
The gorgeous bride (naturally) (as your do) MADE HER OWN DRESS. Respect….(I think we can all be proud of the way we have brought her up..she’s a credit to us!)
(Heart-stealer Wilf also stealing Sarah’s limelight)
The service was delivered with suitable grandee gravitas, impeccable diction and great teeth.
Full of the potent force of shared years/drunken forays that make 20 years disappear to re-awaken the past in bright, nostalgic technicolor. Flamboyant, slapstick and joyful with a pearly heat haze of pure charm and happiness.
And then the dancing began!
Spinning, twisting, whirling into the night…
Congratulations you lovely, lovely pair!!!!!!
Laters, Kate x
Start praying the suns going to shine tomorrow as we’re celebrating a lovely, joyous, wonderful wedding – happy, happy happy! In preparation of being a good guest and loving some of the styles around at the mo, I’ve booked a session to have my hair poofed at the Braid Bar in Selfridges.
There’s a list of style to choose from (I’m hoping there’s a degree of flexibility…personally I’m less high pressured horsewhip slash warrior woman, more loose artisan meets Heidi’s Grandma-ish type of gal..so I’m a wee bit nervous..)
I’d like gentler..like this.
(Maybe the answer is to go very simple..even hair down..)
There are options of accessories and bits you can have woven in. But they have no appeal – I like those easy styles that look like a fairy with large but nimble fingers has been at work..
The best thing is it’s only £15 and 30 minutes, so if it goes tits up..or it’s a fairy with little fingers..it’s coming out.
I’m ready to rumble…
Laters, Kate x