PHOTOS BY JENNA WOODWARD PHOTOGRAPHY
Since we've just got back from our honeymoon, now seems as good a time as ever to finally share our wedding photos. It's a difficult thing to write about - it's such a huge day and I want to do it justice without being schmaltzy and cliched. The thing is, our wedding went pretty much like every wedding in the history of time. We got ready, we said our vows, we got covered in confetti, we ate, we laughed, we partied. Everyone says that it's going to be the best day of your life, and it's impossible for it not to be. Everyone you love in one place, and you get to wear sparkly shoes. It doesn't get much better than that.
Nothing can prepare you, though. I've been to so many weddings, but it's very surreal to be walking the aisle and saying those words yourself. I didn't sleep the night before, I was too full of nervous energy, and with the hairdresser arriving early doors to beautify my bevy of bridesmaids, there was no time to waste. There was no risk that this bride was going to be anything other than on time!
The morning is a bit of a blur, if I'm honest. Usually getting ready for a party is my favourite part of the evening, especially when there's Prosecco involved, but it's hard to relax and enjoy it when there's so much going on. The pressure for everything to be perfect is a problem for me at the best of times, but my beautiful bridesmaids did their best to calm me down and make sure I ate something. I was inundated with texts and phone calls all morning - some logistical, some sentimental.
Meanwhile, across town, Paul was getting ready with his groomsmen before heading to the pub for a pre-wedding pint with the more punctual of guests! I really wanted the day to be filled with people at every opportunity, so I love seeing these photos of everyone gathering beforehand.
A few finishing touches for me, including finally getting to step into my sparkly wedding dress, before we headed to the Town Hall ourselves. I originally wanted to walk - we were staying less than 5 minutes away - but the heavens opened just as we started to leave so taxis it was. The lovely people at the hotel lent me these cute umbrella, too, which definitely came in handy.
Fun fact: in that photo, we're watching my friend Steve valiantly hobble up the Town Hall steps in a full leg cast. He was a trooper with it the whole day - you'll catch some photos of him dancing in Wednesday's post.
On arrival, we were ushered into a back room to wait for go time. I'll admit to feeling pretty tense, especially with the registrar let slip that Paul was particularly nervous. We all practiced our walks and then the music struck up! I couldn't stop smiling, and Paul couldn't stop shaking, so we were a right pair. It's a blessing and a curse that non-religious wedding ceremonies are so short - it definitely helps quell nerves but it's also difficult to soak it all in. You want to remember all the details, but also you really want to get to the party so you can relax and actually talk to your new husband (or wife!).
And just like that, we were married! All that waiting, all that planning, and it was done. I practically skipped out of the room, and exhausted my face from smiling as we greeted all of the wonderful people who had come to celebrate with us. A flutter of confetti, an efficient group photo and some posed photos later and we were finally ready to drink champagne and dance on the tables!