Last saturday my hubs and I were honoured to attend the wedding of my best friend's niece, I've known my gorgeous bestie and all her wonderful family for 20 years now so I have seen her niece blossom from a tiny child into the stunning woman she is today.
It really was the most beautiful wedding I've ever been to, Visually and emotionally. The service itself was held in my best friend's garden, I couldn't think of a more natural and beautiful place to get married.
It was so unlike any wedding I've been to before as the service was held outside, and unbelievably for this country the weather didn't disappoint, in fact it excelled itself. It was glorious, as I sat taking it all in whilst waiting for the bride it reminded me of weddings you see in movies or magazines in California or somewhere equally gorgeous, in the heat of the day you could have been forgiven for thinking you were sitting soaking up the californian sunshine rather than sitting in a garden in Essex.
It was such a lovely day. It was so stylish, quirky, elegant and effortlessly cool. sometimes people can try and be cool but these two just are!
Initially I wasn't quite sure what to wear to this wedding, Knowing the service was outside though I knew it wasn't a long gowns and tiaras type of day. I still wanted dressy but not over the top.
And then I found this skirt in a shop on Regents Street in London a few weeks ago, I fell in love with it instantly , the only problem was that the 19 year old sales assistant had it on too.....nineteen I ain't!! but sweet girl that she was insisted that her mum also loved the skirt and had her eye on it once she'd finished with it. Feeling slightly more reassured I wasn't dressing like mutton, I purchased it and skipped home merrily, knowing exactly what to team it with and exactly what to wear it for.
This skirt felt great on, sometimes I can struggle with skirts as the waistband can often cut straight across my stoma, which inevitably will lead to pancaking and leaks, this one though was in just the right place and the waistband is elasticated!! Has there ever been a finer invention? I jest of course, I'm not quite ready to swap to elasticated waistbands just yet, no matter how much easier it'd make life! ;)
As you can see stoma ownership doesn't have to mean dark, drab colours and hiding away. Be bold, be vibrant, make a statement! The statement I was making that day was I've had far too much cake and Pimms of late and I'm hiding it under my billowing, voluminous skirt! :)
I decided to do something a little different for this occasion, a friend of a friend has just started up a make up service on evenings and weekends, she's only 19 and I think it's really impressive. (I'm not a very girly girl in the truest sense, I love all girly stuff of course but I was made with literally no ability to do hair or makeup! ) So I employed the services of the wonderful Abbie to fix my face up for me. She did a fabulous job, I was really pleased, I even coped with the false lashes (my first EVER)... although Chris informs me the were stuck to my cheeks when he lifted me out of the car and helped me to bed, well it was a tiring day, and I was as tired as a newt!
Wishing the new Mr and Mrs T all the best and the happiest happily ever after...