Wow, it’s been over a month since writing my last post as a Miss. Everyone says to take in every single moment because it passes so quickly and you’ll forget everything.
I remember it all. Maybe it’s because I wasn’t stressed? I didn’t have anything to worry about, so I let the day just happen. However, although I remember everything about this morning—there isn’t really that much to tell. But I’ll do my best.
Chief had spent the night in the adjoining room, but the other girls arrived early on. We drank buck’s fizz (mimosas), danced to my awesome “getting ready” playlist, and generally had a good time.
I got them all matching PJs from P-Boutique (Primark)—a very cheap little gesture, and by no means a present, but I thought they all looked pretty cute together.
All photos by Luke Woodford
The girls all did their own makeup, but I decided to have mine done by a makeup artist. It was so nice to be able to sit back and get pampered for an hour or so. Chief was sat next to me chatting, and whenever I held my hand out she popped a glass of buck’s fizz in it. She really was the best Chief.
I may or may not have had to stop her for five minutes or so whilst I danced to “The Wanted” in my chair. Don’t judge.
Choosing a hairstyle had posed me with quite a few problems. An updo would show off my dress and stay “still” for the day, but I usually wear my hair down and that is how I like it the most. I did want it to be a little bit different to how it was on a daily basis but had no real idea of how to achieve that, until my hen do.
Chief had sewn some tiny bows and flowers into my hair, and so many people had complimented me on them that I decided to go out and buy some ivory ones for the wedding day.
Chief attached lots and lots of the little decorations. Didn’t I tell you she was the best?
My clip was actually made for me by Jack’s aunt. She runs a shop on Etsy—Fancy BOWtique—and I was so honoured when she said she would like to make a piece for me to wear. I couldn’t have been happier with my hairpiece—it hid the elastic band that was used to tie up the braids and gave me something to anchor my veil to. She did an amazing job! I couldn’t thank her enough for it.
And did you spot my “something borrowed”? Many of the blogger bees put these bee charms in their bouquets or shoes—not me! From the second I read about the tradition, I knew they would be going in my hair!
Did you have a stress-free morning?