My Day-After-The-Wedding DressSunday, October 04, 2015
Andy and I have been married for six months (and a day) today, granted it's not a full year and not generally celebrated and in some ways it still feels like only yesterday, but I've been feeling super nostalgic and more than a little soppy about it.
The day after our wedding my new sister-in-law arranged a family lunch for us in a local village hall.
It was lovely to get everyone together again and spend some time with them, we didn't get to spend much time with anyone the day before so it was nice to have some time to chat and catch up.
Andy and I were both really emotional, after such an amazing wedding day, which was long and tiring but all the fun, we were both feeling more than a little overwhelmed.
When we arrived at the hall the first thing we saw were three photographs of us from the day before in frames, surrounded by our wedding flowers. It was so sweet and so thoughtful. I became very teary and needed a moment to compose myself before greeting everyone.
The hall was decked out in miles of bunting made by my new sister and mother-in-law, flowers were everywhere and everyone looked so happy. There was a mountain of food and yet more champagne, and more cheesecake than I've ever seen in one place.
At 3pm Andy looked at me and said 'we've been married for 24 hours' and I lost it, tears of happiness flowed and there was nothing I could do to stop them. We giggled our way out of it. Which is what we (OK, it was mostly me) spent the rest of the day doing. Crying, giggling, crying, giggling...
Our bridesmaid wore her dress again and I have to say I was a tiny bit jealous that I couldn't wear mine. I knew that I'd feel all kinds of ordinary if I didn't wear something special. I picked out this off-white True Decadance dress from ASOS and my love affair with white dresses began. I flounced and swished my way though the day feeling every bit as close to a bride as I could get.
I later fell asleep wearing it on the sofa, I woke up and ate wedding cake in it, read our wedding cards and opened gifts with Andy, sipping champagne. And you know what, I don't think it would've felt the same if I'd been wearing jeans. For me the dress added a little extra something to the day.
I felt ridiculously happy, and amazing, and special, and loved. And whilst I can't put my wedding dress back on to relive the day, I can put this dress on and remember all those amazing feelings.
And when I put it on again, to go to supper on the last night of our honeymoon, I had the most excellent realisation. I can wear a coloured petticoat underneath to make it even swishier!
(Day 36 of blogging everyday for 40 days)