Wedding Planning: Part 1

8 November 2015

I've decided that much like everything else, wedding planning is as relaxed or as stressful as you make it.

It's been 139 days since we got engaged and in that time we've pretty much settled all the big stuff. I suppose being a PA and a natural organiser means that for us, so far, this whole process has felt incredibly fun and pretty darn easy.

We made a conscious effort from the get go to infuse the WHOLE process with love and attention and easy breezy feels.

So far, so good.

First thing on the agenda was getting a date in the diary as I didn't feel like I could get started until this was done and I wanted to get started god damn it!! Things were thrown slightly off my schedul because i'd just had my braces put on and they'd be firmly glued onto my chompers until next Summer.

Autumn 16' it was then.

Also, as a lot of my immediate family are teachers I wanted to aim for a school holiday so that I can selfishly have my sister around for the few days before. You know... so I can legitimately boss her around and get manicures and fun girly stuff like that!

After we took that all that stuff into consideration we were left with the 29th October 2016 ! LESS THAN A YEAR NOW! Fuuuuuuuuck. Autumn Wedding be mine. 

We've actually known where we wanted to have our ceremony and reception for a while, so once we had a date it was more a case of checking availability and putting down our deposits. After putting together a rough guest list we checked with our venues re numbers and booked ourselves in.


We only had a few requirements for choosing and finalising venues. Somewhere near where we live to keep things personal and meaningful for us. Somewhere non-religious for the ceremony, but still beautiful. Somewhere relaxed for the reception so that people could let their hair down! Thankfully we've chosen somewhere that ticks all the boxes! Bring on venue styling!!

(just an fyi this is a picture of a dress that looks absolutely nothing like mine) 

The most important part of this whole thing. Obviously.

Wedding dress shopping was the MOST fun. I must have tried on about 50 dresses and legit liked all but maybe 2 of them (fish-tail dresses are just not my jam... how do people walk in them???)...

Anyway, after about the 50th dress it actually started to become a little frustrating as I had absolutely no barometer of what style looked nicest, what didn't, what I liked the most, what would be the most suited to our day, what would be down right idea.

I'd gotten to the point of "well I like this one so I might as well buy it as it's just a bloody dress anyway" on about 6 of them.

But then I tried on a dress that made me FEEL amazing. I even said 'fuuuuuck' once it was pinned up.

And then a veil was put on me. 

Holy schmoly.

That was it. I rang Ben and it was bought.

Crazy excited doesn't even begin to cover how I feel about it.

I've since bought my accessories; shoes, cape etc and so on the 'outfit' front I'm covered. Ben next!

And.... that feels like enough wedding chat for today don't you think?

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A Thursday morning lesson in 'adulting'....

5 November 2015

So.... Funny story....

This morning I nearly lost my precious right toes at Oxford Circus station. Honest to God.

Story is I got near the top of the escalator someone tried to slot in on the step behind me so being the nice person that I am I shuffled forward... a little too far forward it turns out. 

The escalator grabbed my shoe like a fat kid grabs cake. Viscously.

After the sheer panic I immediately felt I managed to ungracefully yank my foot out of my shoe and watched as the escalator maliciously chewed up my shoe. The reason for the panic? Simply put, I like my toes and didn't want them all fucked up. Also who has time for a trip to A&E??? Places to go, meetings to be had. 

Anyway, back to the story....A lovely and very quick thinking guy yanked my shoe out and handed it back to a completely flabbergasted me. I was just standing there looking blankly at my bare foot wondering what the fuck was happening. 

I thanked him, you know being a nice person, promptly took off my other shoe and walked to work. So very bohemian. In the rain no less. 

I get to work and THANKFULLY my boss has an entire box of shoes by her desk! And her feet are the same size as mine. So I wear some crazy comfy trainers until I manage to find 10 minutes to run to Office and use up the rest of my birthday voucher on some sparkly new converse. 

I'm not sure why i've rambled on about this and well done for getting this far but you know people need to know that escalators are EVIL and love to snatch toes when they can. 

Lesson learnt. I need to adult more.