Pom Pom Pomander!

So the isle for the ceremony is being lined with pomanders. The Americans call them kissing balls, I just think they are beautiful.
Again I am putting a twist on things by not using fresh flowers. I was trawling online and saw some beautiful paper ones. So here you go, this post has pictures!
The ribbons still need attaching but I will add a picture when they are done. Enjoy!

Fresh or fake?

Now for this post I am talking flowers. Do you spend buckets on fresh cut arrangements (believe me it costs buckets) or do you go for one of the many; and frankly beautiful alternatives?

My dream wedding featured peonies and hydrengeas but alas early March isn't exactly the season for them. Yes I could pay over the odds but I don't think they are worth the effort.

So I started looking around. A friend had a button bouquet, another used fake flowers for her table decorations. I loved both but wasn't transfixed by either.

To Etsy!!!

If in need of inspiration go to etsy, the items are out of this world and could inspire even the most boring person. This is where I discovered fabric bouquets decorated with brooches and beads (magpie moment). But the sticking point was the price, now I know they take work but 200 just wasn't washing with me. I needed to either find cheaper (cheaper looks just that) or make my own......

No herein came my master plan; I could make my bouquet! Sure it would take time but I'm on maternity leave I can fit it in surely!?

To those of you with a baby will know this is almost laughable that I will have loads of spare time. But I am determined to make it now and so far have piles of silks, satins and chiffons ready to cut and create with.
I have got a few disasters out the way and now know what style I'm going for. They oddly are very similar to a peony or even a Juliet rose.

I will keep you updated on my progress :)

Sorry to busy to Blog!!

So its been a while, for that I am very sorry. The thing is when you have a baby, buying a house(more on that later) AND planning a wedding you aren't really left with much time,well for anything really!

So to update you on La wedding. WE HAVE A VENUE!!!

Yes my heart won out we are going for a small intimate barn (yay!)
It is in the Dutch style with the UK's largest indoor BBQ and a very nice glass conservatory pinned on the side. Interested? Find it here www.crippsstonebarn.com

I had dreams of walking down an isle - there is one
I wanted a room that had feeling and atmosphere - bucket loads of the stuff!
I wanted the dining area to be separate from the dancefloor to avoid the dreaded turnover - not a problem, you dine in the conservatory.
I dreamed of high ceilings and open beams - Darling its a bleeding barn!!

Basically I walked in and I was sold. It had the lot. Beautiful features with option for outside ceremony, candles EVERYWHERE,fairy lights imitating the night sky, massive restored oak doors, enough space without being cavernous and most of all it quite simply felt right.

So the nitty gritty began, when can we have it? We wanted March.... Sold! We are getting Married on March 2nd 2013. A mere 4 months from now.

Am I filling my pants at the prospect?

Ask me in a few weeks

Best Woman

Well Mr G finally decided on his best man a few months back, of his limited list of jobs this was the main one.
He decided on one of his uni mates and rang him with the good news.


Then we hit a road block.....he said NO!


Now Mr G was devastated and on asking why was left with very little to go on. But this is his mate, he wasn't going to push the topic.


well that sucked....Back to the drawing board.


After many considerations we drew a blank, we had never heard of someone declining the offer before. It also throws up the issue of what happens if number 2 discovers the fact they weren't asked first?!


I decided to call my mum for a rant and she listed off contenders, all to whom I dismissed whilst getting more and more sulky. Then the question arrived. Does it have to be a best man?
Now I have said it before and I will say it again. My mother is a genius! Of course it doesn't have to be a man! If anything a woman would do it better anyway!(women rock)


Armed with this knowledge only one woman would do. S is the most awesome of women and would show many a man how to do a lot of things *smirk*
Being the confident sort and already on the list to attend the stag do it was perfect, all that was needed was to convince the groom himself. Now this could have gone two ways, a marmite moment if you like. I decided to broach the idea with beer. Beer is always a winner, I was also very nice (not a common characteristic of mine). I needn't of worried though, he loved the idea and got straight on to ask her. Sitting smugly in the corner I couldn't help but feel pleased with myself. I had planted a girl amongst the ranks :D


Understandably she was amazed to be asked and also a little awed.
Our wedding is shaping up to be an individual and unique event. Wouldn't have it any other way.
Oh and so you know, she loved the idea and said yes. 


Now we just need to decide if she is wearing a suit or not, I think she would look bloody fantastic in a suit.

#LocationLocationLocation

Sooooo the first thing you are supposed to do is book the venue.


Umm I haven't yet, mostly because I am fighting an internal battle over whether I want high gloss hotel or beautiful small detailed barn conversion. It is not through lack of research I just can't decide. Mr G is thoroughly fed up of this fact so booked a tour at a venue. 


Period house and barn conversion GREAT tick tick I hear you say, well it didn't go quite to plan...
Firstly the owner 'doesn't like doing weddings' as they are hassle (internal cry). It is also advertised as a wedding venue but is in fact a farm, this would be fine if it wasn't for the fact the pictures would be taken with the cows. I'm all for cows, there will be a lot at my wedding (smirk) but they don't really fit with the picture in my head.


We were then shown the room the ceremony would be held in and all I could think was nice corridor. So yeah it didn't go down well. 


The quirky bedrooms were next on the tour and to be fair a few were beautiful but seeing as I was expecting 'Upstairs Downstairs' it was more the 'Good Life' meets 'Sunny Side Farm'. It really isn't what you need when you are stressed already. 




We smiled and promised to call as we left... we haven't.


So the venue hunt continues *sob*


Mr G likes Vegas


I DON'T

Wedding Wednesdays: Hilary Duff

Wedding Wednesdays: Hilary Duff

It's all about the dress darling

I chose my dress when was 5 months pregnant, yes I tried dresses on when I was pregnant. My little bump wasn't going to stop the planning.


So I was adamant I KNEW what I wanted, Lace, Vintage and Fishtail.I tried on 3 dresses fitting this description and they all fell flat *sulk* 


My poor mum was starting to worry we would be there all day, so was I. Then a brainwave, I remember someone saying you never go with what you think. So I tried on something totally different and it worked! I mean really worked. For 5 months pregnant I looked HOT! Well beautiful, yes I'm being modest but when you find 'the dress' I dare you not to feel the same. Off the shoulder, covered buttoned a-line amazing-ness.


So the price... I get the pit of the pit of the stomach feeling and sweating palms, in my head I had set a budget of £800. it's silly really I had no idea how much 'the dress' should cost but I figured £800 sounded about right. I ask the question on my mothers lips and could have been knocked down with a feather at the reply. '£750 Miss' (I hate being called Miss) But thanks to the joy of hearing the price I let it go. YAY


I swan around in the sample dress and eventually admit its time to take it off, I'm not interested in the veils or headbands they show me. It's all about the dress.


First fitting is in 4 months. No problem. Oh wait I'm having a baby....in 4 months CRAP! Hmmm I ask if we can make it 5 months and they agree 'in principle' not the least bit happy about it. Now this I don't understand, I have just handed over £400 as a deposit, knowing full well it covers their costs. I shrug and decide to leave it until the fitting.


4 months later, my little girl D is born, It's amazing and horrific all in one. But that's another blog, this is not about babies.


The calls start, when are you collecting your dress MISS! After 5 calls along the same lines I make my appointment for the fitting. Funny how after they know they have you the 'tea and biscuits' disappears and they cant wait to get you in and out. I decide I don't actually want to pay them to fit my dress. Like I said in the intro I'm stubborn.


I'm going to end on the part I will always remember. I had my baby less than a month ago and it fits! 


MY DRESS FITS!