This afternoon I want to say a very special Hello and welcome (back!) to one of the RMW real brides Alex who is now….offically married!
I’m sure Alex won’t mind me saying that she has never been a lover of the camera – in fact she confessed to having serious “face hate” issues on various occasions, which of course none of us could understand. The lady has one of the prettiest mugs I have ever had the pleasure of being extremely close up to and actually makes me kill myself laughing with her one-liners and continuous sunny disposition.
So lovelies, I would like you all to spare a few minutes of your time to leave Madam Alexandra and Mr M some serious love at the end of this post, it’s a brave (and time consuming) task sharing your deepest darkest W-day secrets with the RMW community as a real bride and essentially sharing the results of all that hard work is the ultimate end goal… And this one is a cracker, I laughed until I cried.
Oh and the face hate thing? these images by Especially Amy definitely prove otherwise.
Enjoy you gorgeous lot.
So, here I am, nearly two months into married life, sat watching cupcake challenge which is due to my new obsession with baking (just call me a stepford wife!) whilst my wonderful amazing and gorgeous husband cooks our tea. Married life is so fricking awesome and I can’t imagine ever not being this happy to be a wife and a Mrs to the man of my dreams.
Day before the big day!
So then, onto the good stuff. The week before the wedding went by a lot faster than I thought, even though on the Monday and Tuesday I still kept thinking we had a bit of a way to go. The early part of the week was full of last minute eyelash extensions, final hair trim and colour, final dress fitting and picking the dress up, last minute candle holders/vases and flowers that I was doing myself. Not too stressful really, and then Thursday night came and I had a to do list for Friday and Saturday morning as long as my entire body (ok so 5”2.5 is not that tall but still…long enough in list terms)!
I had a ridiculous list of things to pack for the Friday/Saturday/Sunday plus our honeymoon stuff, and not to mention taking all the sisters/mums and nieces and nephews stuff for Saturday as well! The plan for just the one car journey to the venue on the Friday was looking far too optimistic and I was starting to get a wee bit edgy about it. Mr M and me were getting a bit tetchy with each other and I think I may have had a little melt down about our Ipod playlist not having some of my favourite songs on and decided to have a bit of a dramarama moment. This resulted in us not practicing our first dance one last time and also not practicing the first kiss (does anyone even do that or was it just me being a dweeb?) and going to bed pretty stressed out on our last night before the big day.
Anyway we woke on the Friday, full of new energy but yet not quite excitement as we still had so much left to do. It took about half an hour to load the car…maybe more and by the time we had our stuff in and the dress was laid (or stuffed) over my mum and the whole of the back of the car…we realised this was going to be a two journey thing. So off we went to the venue, and I was starting to get a bit miffed that I still wasn’t that excited, where was it?
When we were nearing the venue, I phoned Emily our events manager to let her know we would be arriving, and once we pulled up outside, there they all were waiting for us to help us unload all our things. It took a fair while to unpack into the hotel; they must have thought we were mad! Then I said my goodbyes to my lovely Mr M and off he went to pick up the sisters and their stuff. My mum and I and Emily and her team carried all the things up to our room and the weddingy stuff to the function rooms for me to sort out that evening. The staff were ever so helpful; I couldn’t believe how easy they made everything for us.
Our room was stunning, and my amazing husband to be had asked them to pop us two bottles of bubbly in our room and lots of yummy chocolates for our evening! What a gem!
Finally…a bit of excitement started flowing, realising that this was the room I would spend my last night as a Miss in and seeing my beautiful gown hanging on the door looking so elegant and pristine. My mum and I decided to head to the bar to have a drink whilst waiting for the sisters to arrive, and there we happened to spot a Mr Derren Brown!! He was staying in our hotel…I was ever so slightly star struck (my mum didn’t even know who he was!) and it made me even more giddy.
The sisters arrived and unpacked and we headed into the city to go get our nails pimped up for the big day. It was a lovely time, drinking champagne (possibly a bit too much) and having all our nails made lovely. We then had a few last minute jobs to do before heading back to the hotel to set up the wedding rooms, including still buying more flowers to make my arrangements and realising I had bought no wedding underwear…yes indeedy. As much as I joked to Mr M that he needn’t expect some foxy suspenders and corset type gear as my dress had cost enough and frankly didn’t require corsetry underneath as well as on it…erm I had actually gone and forgotten to get ANY. Luckily that super sexy lingerie boutique Marks and Spencers saved the day with a pair of lacy white knickers and a lacy top. I kid you not peeps, that is how crap I was.
Setting the rooms up in the evening took way longer than I thought and I had probably got far too much stuff for tables etc … I was a bit gutted my table names hadn’t quite gone as planned…the photos I printed off were a bit blurry and a bit too big for the holders; needless to say it didn’t matter a jot on the day. Seeing it all set out made my heart thump…looking at the top of the aisle where in less than 24 hours I would be looking up at a room full of family and friends made my tummy flip!
Nice Day For A White Wedding!
I woke up on the 25th February to my hungry stomach growling for breakfast, it was about seven am and daylight was barely breaking through the curtains. I got up and looked out over the river into the city and saw it was a lovely day about to begin, no dark clouds, no rain, just clear skies. My sister woke up and soon my mum and other sister were in our room with us, and off we went for breakfast.
The hotel served us some bucks fizz with our breakfast and we had a variety of gorgeous food to eat, our hairdresser arrived as did my littlest baby niece and we had a lovely time just relaxing before the busy morning ahead of us.
About nine am we went back up to the function room and staff had already been busy getting the rooms complete. As the Ipod dock wasn’t working with our Ipod the amazing team on that day had arranged for one of the guys to go and bring his own in from home to allow us to use it for the wedding breakfast, absolute stars! Our wedding flowers had arrived so they were taken up to our room for us and anything at all we needed the staff were more than ready to help us with.
When we went back up to the room and I clocked my flowers, I think I might have done a little squeal, my bouquet was epic! It was way bigger than I had imagined but the flowers were just stunning! The button holes were perfect as were the bridesmaids’ bouquets and the arrangements the florist had done for us, I was so relieved they were all perfect.
In went my hair rollers and I started doing my sisters and my mum’s make up for them as they each in turn had their hairs done. We laughed a lot while all this was going on and I didn’t have an ounce of nerves at all, to be honest it didn’t even hit me it was my wedding day, it just felt like a nice girly morning together. Thembi, my makeup artist from MAC in Leeds, arrived with a suitcase of make- up I more than a little bit wanted to steal! She set away doing my makeup and I absolutely loved the sex kitten eyeliner she had done with the ever so slightly sparkly eye shadow and a nude lip…LOVED IT! Once that was done it was my turn in the hairdressers chair again and out came the rollers, I had a lovely bouncy curl that in hindsight I wish I had just kept as that…but hey ho it didn’t really matter in the end. The hair was a little disaster as I had wanted a beehive type plait and it just wasn’t as big as I wanted, however when she started trying to make it bigger it just fell apart and I ended up with a bun. People said it looked lovely and to be honest in the scheme of things, it was a minor thing, but there are some pictures where you can see it is falling out and in the evening I swapped it for a half up half down curly affair.
Let’s get ready to rumble…or cry as the case may be!
So, hair done, make up done and blimming heck sooty it’s one pm and the wedding is at two! Scott, one of the team looking after us, came up to the room and said guests were already arriving at which point tears started pricking my eyes as it dawned on me this was really happening! And pretty much from then on every so often tears would just start appearing as I thought about the enormity of what I was about to do (in a good way). It hit me that this was the day I had been dreaming of when I was a little girl, that no matter how many people tell you the morning will go so quick you don’t actually realise how quick until it is upon you.
So many things I kept thinking of and it just made me really emotional, everyone who had seen Mr M that morning saying how calm and collected and great he was just created even more tears. So that was it, I was going to be a crier, which is odd for me because I am so not a crier in real life. I just don’t, not because I am heartless or anything, I just don’t often feel I need to cry about things (maybe from my dad always saying it never solves anything, which is kinda true). My mum went downstairs pretty early, I think it was because she was already a wreck and seeing me (the non crier) crying a bit would send her over the edge. Soon it was just me, my sister and my nieces. My nieces donned their gorgeous satin sage green dresses with a huge purple corsage which were from Monsoon, I didn’t want the typical bridesmaid look and these were perfect. My sister put me in my dress, joked about not remembering how to do it up…not funny, and helped get my shoes on. I put the finishing touches to the outfit, the earrings that Mr M had obviously seen I wanted via this here blog, the Bo Peep earrings from Liberty in Love and the hair comb I swooned over many a time on the internet.
The hair comb with the weight of the veil was just not happening and ended up coming out after the ceremony, but we did pop it back in for the evening.
My dad arrived and my sister went downstairs and I can remember someone coming up saying everyone was there and was I ready? Well I was and I was ten minutes bloody early!! So off we set, ready to go down and get married. This by the way set off another set of tears, I had to try super hard to rein them in being with the biggest non crier in the world…my dad haha, he has no time for tears! So, we arrived in the reception bit, and were met by the registrar and all the staff lined up in a row down the corridor I was about to walk…here came the tears again. She introduced herself, told me how amazingly calm my groom was, about the music and the bridesmaids, and all the time I am crying. Weird bride girl, why now? Why start sobbing just as I am about to make my grand entrance?? We set off down the corridor, me sobbing all the while, and stood at the entrance to the ceremony room. I could see through the crack in the door my family and friends on the left, I heard the registrar asking everyone to stand up, and I heard the start of my entrance music (kisses and cake from the PS I LOVE YOU soundtrack if anyone is interested, it’s lovely).
The two little bridesmaids set off walking ahead of us, and I could not stop sobbing, my legs were like jelly and I honestly thought I was going to throw up. Then we set off. I looked up and saw my groom, my one true love, and all I could see was him and his beautiful warm smile and I just wanted to get to him. I don’t think I even looked at anyone else, how rude, and I so wanted to make sure I looked and smiled at all our guests but darn it that walk is so quick and all you see is your groom. My groom did look ever so ravishing in his Reiss suit, the smartest I have ever seen him. He accessorised with shirt and tie from Next and shoes from Topman, he looked blimming divine and even after all the “discussions” about him not wanting to wear a waistcoat and me really wanting him to..he did cos he is awesome. So, I arrived at the top, covered in tears probably looking like something out of a horror film, and Mr M touched my hand, smiled and told me to pull it together or he would start crying and no one wants to see that. Haha, I know it’s not really romantic but it was just what I needed to hear to stop me blubbing and because he knows me he knew that it would help.
Our ceremony was the most perfect and out of this world experience I have ever had, if I had know how perfect that moment would be I would have had that and nothing else. My sister did our reading beautifully which was one I saw on here the first time I came on and read Madame O’Shea’s report “Maybe”. It summed up everything I thought and everybody said how emotional it was and wonderful, my sister’s lip quivered ever so slightly but my other sister stifled it by laughing (we are staunch non criers people). My oldest niece played a guitar solo that was just so perfect I burst into tears again, in fact one of my favourite photo’s is of me clapping at the end and my sister handing me another tissue, I may have “WOOP”’ed her as well. There were a few funny moments when the registrar asked if anyone had any reason to object and Mr M and I scanned the room really quickly and both said “nope” and also when I went to put the ring on Mr M’s right hand because I am that bad with my left and right. Seriously tear jerking stuff.
I kept my calm while we said our vows and each word we said just made my heart so happy and I felt so full of love and joy and will just always remember that moment we were announced husband and wife (I may have WOOP’ed again I won’t lie). We signed our register and REM played while we had photo’s taken.
Then walking back down the aisle to the prodigy song “Stand up” which never ceases to make us smile, it was the most surreal but amazing experience.
We said hello to all our lovely guests and then Amy our fabulous photographer took us away for our photo’s just us two. It was such a lovely time to have to ourselves and chat and I was just so pleased to be reunited with Mr M and to know we had two glorious weeks ahead of us on holiday. Amy, off of Especially Amy, was an absolute star and was more than a photographer, she helped so much in the morning when there were countless people knocking on our door. She kept helping me to take a deep breath when I was filling up, gave me a hug when certain things didn’t go to plan, and just so friendly and lovely to have around.
Many of our guests were chatting to her throughout the day, and she has given us the greatest gift, a whole lot of beautiful images to remember our big day with. Walking around Leeds City Centre in a huge wedding gown and a snazzy suit was certainly an experience; we got wooped by a lot of people and asked to kiss whilst on the bridge having photo’s taken.
Photography – Especially Amy
Brides Dress – Suzanne Neville
Brides Earrings - Liberty In Love
Brides Shoes – Coast
Make-up – Thembi at MAC
Flowergirl Dresses – Monsoon
Grooms Suit – Reiss
Alex…..you are such a beauty.
And there’s more! Hooray!
Come back soon for Part 2 folks.
Big Alex Love