I have been saying for years - YEARS - that I don’t really dig strapless wedding dresses. They’re so rarely flattering and so unlike any of the clothes you normally wear in which you actually look good, plus they seem one of the most obvious examples of zombie-wedding-planning (I AM MARRYING THEREFORE MUST WEAR A STRAPLESS DRESS). So imagine my delight when someone sent me this Jezebel piece (based on this Slate piece by Katherine Goldstein) on exactly that topic, covering all my points and making some even better ones. Dammit. Plus, they reveal what I’ve always suspected: that designers just push that shit because it’s easier for them.
Government says honorific is an ‘unjustified and unnecessary reference to the marital status of women’ and should be removed.
—Sure, this might be old news, but it still makes me happy whenever I think about it. France disposes of the Madame and Mademoiselle distinctions. Nice.
God, these shoes just make me ache. They are so beautiful in every way, and while perfect for any guest, could also totally be pulled off by a dashing bride in the right frock. A slim-fitting white suit? A short, floaty slip dress? Either way, friends I know with Grenson shoes talk for hours about their quality, comfort and care. If ever you were going to buy something special for a wedding day, you wouldn’t go far wrong with these beauts.
Your wedding day is supposed to be the happiest of your life but society appears to be determined to ensure that it’s also the most stressful. The proliferation of wedding blogs, wedding websites and wedding trend-setters have encouraged us to turn an event that’s supposed to be a celebration of love into something part Japanese tea ceremony, part Domino rally.
—Fantastic article by Christina McDermott over at The Flick, on how how weddings are, in many ways, ABSURD. If you like that argument, then boy is my book for you.
We all make mistakes. Let’s put our hands up and admit it, then we can all be that little bit better and move on with our lives.
For some utterly unfathomable reason, I chose to wear a pair of shu uemura’s “statement” false eyelashes to my engagement dinner. Naturally, everyone was far too kind to comment, but I could see guest after guest rush to greet me, their eyes suddenly clouding over in bafflement as to why I was sporting massive rectangular bristles on each eye. No photos survive.
Some photos, however, survive of the guests we made camp at our wedding. In tents. In the rain. While loads of us stayed indoors in giant French beds. Unlucky, suckaaas. Unbelievably, those same friends still talk to us.
OH GOD I’VE JUST REMEMBERED THIS. At the house we’d rented for the wedding, there was a fully stocked kitchen - every pot, pan, ladle and rabbit-shaped jelly mold we could possibly need. After one night’s huge batch of spaghetti bolognese had been cooked, my sister and my friend poured the leftover fat into this mold, refrigerated it, then served it to the blushing bride and groom as a “wedding speciality”. I knew those two too well to put it anywhere near my mouth, but my husband got a whole mouthful in. My poor mother-in-law was nearly sick.
Other unforgettable wedding moments, at other people’s weddings: the couple unable to speak because they were giggling so much at ‘I give you my ring’; the couple rowing during their first dance; the time I made one of my sisters late for her own wedding, so the vicar refused to do a sermon (yeay!) (sorry, though, S); the register office wedding where the couple before us had everyone in costume; the wedding where the best man started listing all the friends the bride had got off with.
So, what are your unforgettable wedding moments? You can send them to me through the Ask page, or tweet them with the hashtag #weddingdiaries. I’ll post the best ones here.
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It’s easy to be cynical and just say, ‘Sure, her editor made her do it, because the media is all talk nowadays about writers having to be all “Writers 2.0”, so this is just a massive marketing exercise and frankly, I can get my massive marketing fixes by watching the Olympics.” Well, zing.
But the fact is, that the idea of being given a public platform to talk about a subject I cared so much about that I didn’t just write a book about it, I bloody did it, makes me delighted.
So, for the foreseeable future, I’ll be talking mostly weddings here, but maybe a little bit of peripheral life stuff too: books, fashion, beauty, food, travel, films, and whatever else I like and you ask for.
I don’t know about you, but I am so excited.