My sister and her beau got hitched over the weekend and it was such a dreamy day that I simply had to post about it here.
After an intimate ceremony at a pretty little registry office my sister and her now husband (coincidentally now Mr and Mrs Wright too) both looked amazing. My brother-in-law looking dapper with his bow tie and signature moustache and my sister looking like a starlet in a classically styled Jenny Packham dress (Kate Middleton has the same dress in teal)
|The new Mr and Mrs Wright|
After a brief photographic interlude at the registry office it was on to the reception venue in the stunning grounds of a beautiful Georgian rectory
Perhaps I should start from the top down, hanging across the ceiling of the tent were yards and yards of confetti banners that my sister and her dear friend Mr F had spent hours and hours painstakingly cutting from coloured card and sewing together, along with the white bunting outside made by my Mum and Mr F and friends had risked a rickety ladder coupled with sauna like conditions to hang the huge paper decorations from the tent poles.
|Pretty paper decorations|
My sister's bouquet was an understated posy featuring a beautiful Delft brooch that I suspect may have belonged to my Oma
|The seating plan|
|Bride and Groom doilies|
Inside the tent, as well as the dining tables, was the all important dessert table. Groaning under the weight of glass cake stands and domes all loaned for the occasion by friends and family (some of mine are among them)
With a beautiful banner depicting the very apt legend 'Sweetheart' behind
Whilst everyone was arriving champagne was taken on the lawn
|The bride keeps the sun off with a parasol and Pradas|
The gardens took on a festival feel
with people spread out all over the place enjoying the impeccable weather and architectural features of the fabulous location
Eventually the time came for the food, for which I only have one word, yum-a-rama. There was a hog roast, need I say more?!
Then it came time for the dessert table to be filled and filled it was with desserts made by the mother of the bride, the mother of the groom and myself
All served on vintage china loaned by family and friends (I'm proud to say that some of my vast collection was used too).
As the sun set on a picture perfect day the fairy lights were illuminated and the chairs and tables were brought outside along with blankets and rugs
|A poorly Missy has a lie down with Daddy on one of the rugs|
Cheese from Neal's Yard Dairy was served along with crackers,
the most pork pies I have seen in one location in my life
and some delicious handmade chocolates made by a friend.
Buster turned out to be the surprise attraction on the dance floor performing for an adoring crowd
My sister and her new husband then took to the dance floor for their first dance to Diana Ross' Love Hangover, which turned out to be the perfect choice as it starts of slow and sultry and by the end is a massive disco anthem that everyone felt drawn into and joined them on the dance floor
|"If there's a cure for this I don't want it"|
|Mr F's creation|
And there you have it, the wedding of the century. Huge congratulations to you both, it was a belter of a bash and we wish you all the love and luck in the world. x