Fashion is something I’ve been increasingly interested in over the past five years or so, but I tend to only really focus on trends when I’m going somewhere special. My “9-5” wardrobe consists of trousers, tops, skater dresses and leggings (gasp)! Anything easy! I’ve got some special outfits that see me through the occasions, but there’s only one outfit that sticks with me as my favourite. Put it this way, if I was forced to wear one outfit for the rest of my life, this would be it…
As a little girl, I never dreamed of that perfect wedding- the groom, the castle, the dress. I was slightly too much of a tomboy! Even growing up, I didn’t really consider it- boys weren’t interested in me and I wasn’t that interested in them. Why would I then spend hours fantasising about a dream wedding? Surely I wasn’t going to get married! Do girls actually do that anyway, or is it just another ridiculous stereotype?
Something strange happened to me when I went to sixth form. I went from pretty much never having a boyfriend (I don’t think that one I had when I was thirteen really counts) to falling madly in love with Andy. I was seventeen and he was sixteen- what a cougar I am! The rest is, literally, history! By nineteen we were engaged and at 22 we got married. It seems almost a bit Gypsy Wedding; people don’t often get married that young these days, do they? However, it was by far one of the best days of my life, second only Noah related days. I’ve never regretted getting married young. I don’t care that I’ve only had one serious boyfriend. It’s Andy. We’re each other’s best friends, and pretty much like an extra limb. Bad times don’t mean bad times between the two of us, they’re times when we support each other. Yes, we bicker. But in thirteen years, I don’t think we’ve had more than just a handful of arguments. That’s more a testament to Andy than to me- as I can be an annoying and argumentative bitch when I want to be!
Now, I picked my wedding dress when I was much younger than I am now. I wasn’t bothered about my size or shape. I just liked what I liked and went for it. Although I’m not convinced that 2015 me would pick the same as 2008 me, I still love that dress and everything that it’s a symbol of. Why would I not name this as my favourite outfit of all time?
Even my Dad said I scrubbed up ok in it! I was so proud to wear my wedding dress because I was marrying my best friend.
Our wedding was fabulous on every level! The church ceremony was fun, thanks to our vicar who was hilarious! I loved having my Dad walk me down the aisle- he held me steady when I was actually terrified. You’d think I liked to be the centre of attention, but I was so conscious of everything that it unnerved me! I was joined by the best five bridesmaids I could’ve asked for: my gorgeous sisters, and three beautiful friends! Meeting Andy at the top of the aisle, the first thing he did was show me the hip flask of whiskey he had to calm his nerves! Typical! The service went seamlessly. The choir helped with the hymns, as did my Nanna; my stepdad, Nigel, did a traditional reading- which choked me up; our wonderful friend, Ami, read an original piece that was written especially for the wedding. My favourite part of the service was walking out of the church as Mrs Williamson, to Take That’s “Rule the world”! The party started then, and is still in full swing seven years later!
Our reception was at Rheged, which is an exhibition centre near Penrith. The journey was eventful as the car had to pull over to let me waft a wasp out of my veil! What an image that must’ve been! It was such a unique venue, and perfect for what we wanted- a huge party and celebration with our loved ones! Ducklings had been born that day, so were naturally named after us. The speeches were perfect- fairly short, and very funny! Andy’s best man, Jamie, did a wonderful job and my Dad managed to mock the fact that Andy is tight-fisted. The star of the show was my darling godson, Keegan! He insisted on counting his presents in front of everyone. Luckily we’d got him ten, which was the number he expected! I can’t wait to embarrass him with the footage when he’s 18!
Dancing played a huge part in or wedding, and my dress allowed me to do loads of it (my flat sandals helped too)! It even made a perfect hiding place for Keegan when he was dancing! If you think drunken brides are crass, then stop reading, as everyone got very drunk that night. We drank Rheged out of tequila! Like I said, we wanted a party! Andy and I initiated a conga around the venue, I have photos of a gang of us posing on the display deckchairs, and we had a water fight in the fountain… I got told off for that! My dress was pitied, but each mark or stain represents fun and laughter, so I’ve never had it cleaned!
My wedding dress is my favourite outfit. It reminds me of everything that Andy and I stand for: family, friends, and joy. I don’t ever want to change from the person I was the day I married Andy. A piece of me will always be that twenty-two year old girl who made the greatest decision of her life!