Well since we last spoke I dragged mum along to London to see “the dress”. She really liked it but would like me to have one more look round here first to save me traipsing back and forward to London for fittings-which, I suppose, is sensible.
After deciding the dress fit but not in the chest department I had to meet the man who can only be described as Frank (or Fronk) from Father of the Bride.
After prodding and poking me in all different places a mumbling something about a Sophia Loren bust causing back cleavage I was ready to get changed.
One thing I have found about dresses is you know you will feel nice in anything because it is a wedding dress but when you have found the one it is a totally different feeling so don’t settle try everything on!!
We are taking a trip to Rebecca Hatton Bridalwear in Southport tomorrow to nose around the dresses to see if I can fall in love with something similar.
Carrington's the caterer have been in touch about a food tasting which made Gareth salivate and is probably the only thing he has shown an interest in.
We are still yet to meet with our priest but hopefully that will all be ok and we have recruited June from World of Flowers St John’s Road to do ours.
She is brilliant. In the window of her shop she has even created pearly gates out of flowers for a funeral once so I am feel I am in good hands.
Flowers can be very pricey so you are better deciding exactly what you want and your budget. Take that with you instead of a florist doing what they want and the price spiralling out of control.
Just to finish on a funny wedding story I heard: A photographer had taken pictures at a wedding. Whilst the couple were on their Honeymoon, the Bride’s father, who was not originally from England visited him at his studio.
He said he needed urgent prints from the wedding to send to his family back home. The only other small request was that the photographer digitally replace the groom’s bald head with a full mane of hair!!!!
He said he did not want the people back home to know his daughter had married a bald man!! The photographer declined.
You thought your in-laws were bad!!!!
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