Daydreams in Chiffon

A British girl's journey through a summer of wedding planning

Category: Dressing Up

Eye’ve been thinking

I started uni in October of 2008.  I would spend entire days cooped up in my teeny tiny little bedroom, pushing myself to read through my textbook and pages and pages of legal cases.  One of the wonders of the 21st century means that much of the case-reading could be done via the internet.  I therefore spent a large percentage of my day staring at a computer screen.

I started to notice that I was finding it difficult to read slides during lectures, and that it was giving me a headache to concentrate on what was being written.  This is how, in December of 2008, I discovered that I had managed to make myself short sighted.

A Man and I pose in front of the canal in Amsterdam in March. Personal photo.

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I’ve slipped into a bit of a wedding funk recently – I’ve got lots of time to do things, but I’m not sure what to do or where to start.  Either I’ve gone as far as I can with some DIY thing, I’ve started it and got fed up or I feel like it’s something best left for a couple of months.  Instead I’ve got myself stuck into a project which has been on the backburner for a while: making a coat for Best Man P.

Partially completed and hanging from the light fitting in my living room.

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Spending Time with the In-Laws

Lots of people seem to have big big issues with their in-laws; specifically mothers-in-law.  Perhaps she interferes, or she doesn’t think you’re good enough for her son or you just plain don’t like each other.  Luckily, I have no such concerns as I get on very well with his whole family.

Very drunken dancing with A Man’s mum K and brother S, New Year’s Eve 2008/09. She had recently broken her wrist, hence the lacy glove to try and cover up the cast!

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Other people’s weddings

Firstly, my apologies for the lack of posting over the past week or so.  I have no excuse other than the fact that the UK appears to have developed a summer and I wanted to enjoy it.  Personally, I think that sitting in the park is a good enough excuse!

This weekend A Man and I attended C and P’s wedding and it was beautiful.  The ceremony was held in the chapel of Magdalen College, Oxford, where the three of us read law and was followed by a reception at the Four Pillars Hotel.  The weather held and it was sunny but not too hot and I attended my first ever ceilidh.

C and P in the gardens of the Four Pillars Hotel. C was stunning in a Pronovias Porto dress.

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Beauty is only skin deep

Or so goes the old adage.  But let’s face it, we’re all a little bit on the vain side, and everyone wants to look their best on their wedding day.  Everyone will be looking at you (with good reason; you’re the reason they’re there!), hundreds of photos will likely be taken of you which will immortalise you however you look, and this is the day you are declaring your love for your other half; you want to look your best for him or her, don’t you?

I’m not exactly known for being particularly bothered about my appearance.  At school I was a fairly late bloomer in terms of fashion, makeup, and hairstyling, and it took me a while to find and be comfortable with my own sense of style.  I have a feeling it had quite a lot to do with my growing up with 3 brothers – I had no one to experiment with on all these things.  I was also (and still am) incredibly flat-chested, and had managed to convince myself that, as boys wouldn’t be interested in me, there was no point in making the effort for them.

A good example of me not caring a damn what I look like. In our tent during our European tour, 2008.

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The Search concludes with the acquisition of The Dress

I apologise for leaving you hanging after my last post 10 days ago.  I have since clumsily fallen off of my bicycle, been on holiday to France and spent a week doing lots of walking on a sprained ankle and talking French almost constantly.  I’m exhausted!  It was lovely to have a week with my parents, brothers and A Man and we certainly did an awful lot while we were there, but I wouldn’t exactly call it a relaxing holiday – I feel like I need some recovery time now I’m home!

No rest for the wicked though – I have to fill you in on my wedding planning escapades.

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And the Search goes on…

Having mooched around Bath looking for dresses, I hadn’t found anything so another trip was necessary.  This time I left A Man at home to await delivery of our new sofa bed and went with Mum, ‘Aunt’ E and A Man’s mum K to look at dresses in Taunton.

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The Search for The Dress

My search for ‘The Dress’ has ended, significantly earlier than it does for most brides.  What can I say; I’m ridiculously organised.  Before I start, there’s a necessary little note to keep away a certain someone…

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