Love is laughter and sunshine and swinging from branches
Love is blue rimmed umbrellas and luscious lashes and seeing you smile
Love is bright red post boxes and bicycles and kissing you anywhere…. everywhere
Love is touching you and wanting you and holding your hand
Love is needing you and missing you and being yours forever
Love is EVERYTHING about the beautiful engagement shoot of Suzannah and Ed submitted by the lovely Kate from Craig Williams Photography.
Enjoy Lovelies.
This is what Suzannah had to say about the Big Day:
” We are both really laid back about everything and we are not sweating over the small stuff – as long as we are both happy and healthy and both there on Thursday at 2:00 it’s all good!“
The bride and groom are going for a “Vintage/Shabby Chic” inspired wedding at Butley Priory and Suzannah is actually going to be wearing her Mum’s wedding dress that was originally made by her Nan adapted to fit her.
Um – how cool is that?!
Now you gorgeous lot – I have some Wednesday afternoon fun for y’all…..
Finish this sentence “Love is……” in the comments section on this post.
Can be as straight forward, as random, as short or as lengthy as you like.
We want to know what represents the big L.O.V.E for you!
Big Love is…… Love
Charlotte xxx
Kissing even with morning breath, and not laughing when I cry at secret millionaire/boss!
Cute….! Lovely shots, bet the wedding will be a cracker!
Love Is…. Me, my husband, our cat Lucy, a cup of tea and a bacon sandwich all on a Sunday morning. Love Is… Knowing that even without the tea and the bacon sandwich and, God forbid Lucy, there will always be Me and Him together.
Love is also new shoes…. X
…helping me to be the person that I want to be…
Love it Aisling!
I forgot to add – Love is the velvety tip of my boxer teddys nose!
Oh Gemma-thats too sweet! Makes me want to rub noses with Lucy! ‘Cept that’s more cat-foody than velvety…
I love Love. And can’t wait to read about it all afternoon! Good call Charlotte!
X
Gorgeous shoot!!! Love that they are both so relaxed.
Love is knowing that when I have PMT he bites his tongue cos he gets that I’m not being a cow on purpose. Love is reading and re-reading all the little notes that he’s given me over the years. And finally love is knowing that we are committed to getting really, really old and wrinkly together because we have so much fun together and I know in 30 years time he’ll still make me laugh
Love is not minding when you wake them up at 5am because you decided on purple or pink or blue or green or SOMETHING.
Love is smiling across a crowded room
Love is explaining things clearly
Love is campaigning for opposition political parties but coming home to each other
Love is pulling a face before you kiss and laughing about it afterwards
Love is commuting for three hours only to be there for 20 minutes before you turn around again for no other reason than “because”
Love is allowing the other to pursue their dreams
Love is old people that have been together for 80 years and finish each others sentances
Love is bringing around a takeaway and your pjs to your mates when your best friend broke up with their boyfriend
Love is mini cheddars
God…am getting a bit carried away aren’t I?!
Love is… my fiancée driving me and my Mum 100 miles so that I could try on the dress of my dreams while he waited in the car park, and then buying me a Wispa to celebrate!!!
Love is that secret smile just for you
Love is being able to be yourself
Love is knowing you make someones life that much better
Love is making you toast and cheese at 2 in the morning when your drunk
Oh… and when he left work in the middle of the day, drove all the way home, ripped out the built in unit and rescued my iphone, drove all the way to my work and delivered said iphone AND A CAKE to me today – that was real love xx
I love how playful this is! These two are just the cutest
Love is that he doesn’t mind that I NEVER make the bed
Love is that he thinks all of my imperfections are actually perfect
And finally,
Love is finally realising that after 10 years, the cocky, mean 16 year old boy that I first met all those years ago is actually the one.
xxx
Love is always being in the others corner
Love is the confidence to ask ‘How does it look?’ when getting ready knowing that the answer will be truthful.
Love is still being loved no matter how late I am in getting ready.
Love is busy weekends going out with friends and families.
Love is the warm glow I feel when seeing him chatting with my friends.
Love is my friends/his friends becoming ‘our’ friends.
Love is being equally happy having lazy weekends just the two of us cooking, chatting, mooching together.
Love is not really wanting to go to work on Monday as you want the weekend together to continue…
Love is watching silly cheesy movies even when he HATES them!!
Love is knowing I have someone who makes me laugh every single day (even if it is by doing something gross!)
r.now
Love is it being his only night off and lying with me untill i fall asleep because he wants to spend every moment with me and its the middle of my working week.
Oh My God. You lovelies are so poetic. I am LOVING reading these this afternoon!!!!
Charlotte xxx
Love is being late for work because the cuddle was too good to get up.
Love is the cup of tea and bacon sandwich he makes me after I promised to do it this time.
Love is getting drunk and dancing in the kitchen, just us two.
Love is the takeaway when I’ve had a bad commute.
Love is lasagne when he gets back from a work trip.
Love is asking me to marry him on a picnic in the rain.
Love is AWESOME.
I’ve been having a good think about this one this afternoon (whilst masquerading as a diligent worker). You’re all right, love is random acts of kindness and gorgeous moments…but it’s also more than that. It’s the really really hard stuff too. Like…love is knowing when to shut up. Love is picking your battles. Love is beng really, really mad at the other person and not being able to look at them when you’re “making your point” because you know they’ll make you laugh. Love is really, really wanting something but canning it because the other person wants something else more. Love is not saying I told you so.
Anna- So true. Love Is (in our home anyway…) picking up dirty pants and socks EVERY evening. Even though the shirt makes it to the laundry basket and the suit to the wardrobe.
Pants. Socks. On the floor. Everytime.
Love Is….. Biting your tongue!
X
Freeeeeaaaky. Anyone remember the “Love is…” cutey characters from 80s (oh c’mon, I had them the full sticker book!) I’m having some of cutest, fluffiest and ‘awwwww’ inducing ones printed and displayed on W-Day! Ladies, I may now need to steeeeeal!
Love is… enduring multiple viewings of the same episode of X Factor or Britain’s Next Top Model
Love is… Pretending it was Jack and Bob, our two Boxers, who made that noise
Love is… Finding a surprise bottle of Rose in the fridge, just for me
Love is…Hiding the paper from me when there’s a sad story about an animal in it
Love is… always talking about ‘we and us’ and not “I and me”
Love is… having a row about what to call our hypothetical children
Love is….. simply, just you !
Aisling…Jealous that the suit makes it to the wardrobe and the shirt to the laundry!
Love is ignoring the ever growing pile of “I’m going to wear that again” clothes on the floor.
Love is….getting me a cleaner so I stop moaning at him to do some housework!!
Lucy and Aisling – haha. I feel your washing-on-the-floor pain. Mr K calls it the “interim clothing pile” (!)
Charlotte – I appear to have hijacked your beautiful thread and turned it into a “love is…ignoring various domestic deficiencies” fest. Sorry!
Love is changing the bed linen for my parents
Love is … hard to explain, especially to the one that you love.
Love is … shiney.
Love is … having someone to run to.
Love is … bringing the best out in each other.
Love is … trust and honesty.
Love is … fitting perfectly into a comfortable cuddle.
Love is … excitement about the future.
Love is … tolerance.
Love is … making me sing for him.
Love is … brown parcel paper and his handwriting.
Love is … reading my real bride submission 100 times.
Love is … effortless and natural.
Love is…..waking up, smiling and then cuddling up in bed on Sunday morning for another half hour of snoozing
Love is……repeating the big ‘Will you Marry Me?’ question three times because I had concussion at the time
Love is……seeing both families laughing together at a beach BBQ
Love is……all the simple things that make us smile about our relationship
Love is….. sitting in his pants in the armchair offering me a bite of his peanut butter on toast
Awww these posts have really cheered up an otherwise rubbish day!
Love is…Looking at our Gorgeous Daughter and thinking ‘wow we made her’ x
Love is… right now putting up with me sitting here reading this after hours of RMW meetings, knowing it’s what I want, quietly supporting me by letting me be free, and waiting patiently for me to come to bed.
xoxo
Am sat in work smiling like a loon at all these posts!
Love is…not yelling at me when I spill red paint on the laminate.
Love is…buying me an ice-cream when I have no pennies in my purse.
Love is…him wanting to spend the rest of his life with me.
Love definietly is tolerating the ‘interim clothing pile’! On both sides!