Shabby Chic at its finest.
And groomsmen at their finest too.
Mireia and Andrew's wedding marks the first wedding I've ever been to without actually being
the wedding party. And I have to admit, I cried. A lot. It didn't help that I was sitting beside my mother who was practically a human water fountain before the ceremony even began - what a suck!
But up until today, I didn't like the idea of getting married. I don't know very many people in my life who are in a successful relationship/marriage/whatever so I guess I've been a little turned off of the whole thing. But seeing Mireia and Andrew today and the
love exuded not only by them, but by
- family and friends - in attendance, inspired me. I hope all of those in attendance felt inspired by what we all got to experience today, because I think it was something very very special.
Here are some photos from around the wedding:
Home-made strawberry raspberry jam favours, courtesy of me and Mama Powell.
Trevor & Andrew, stars of the evening...aka bartenders.