I think it took exactly 2.8 seconds from the moment I first clapped eyes on (our) Naomi’s email to the RMW team about Mike and Sophie’s wedding to literally begging Charlotte to allow me to share it with you gorgeous lot on our polka dotted pages.
Ok, so the timing thing might be a little bit of exaggeration but you get the picture. Nonetheless, the result of the aforementioned pleading session is that I’m blogging my first wedding and it’s a little bit blimming gorgeous.
Soph and Mike’s wedding took place in June earlier this year at The Arboretum, Pearl Beach – a beautiful location next to the sea in…wait for it folks…Australia.
There’s an amazing tree, a secluded arboretum, bare feet on a deserted beach, boats, an epic jeep and… rain.
Lots of rain.
Earlier this year, New South Wales in Australia saw some of the wettest weather they had seen for some time and Mike and Soph’s wedding day was no exception. It rained and then rained some more. But far from letting the weather dampening their spirits, they embraced it and the result is these wonderful photos below.
My dress was made in a shop called Nelder Jones in Paddington, Sydney. I found a few pictures online of dresses that I liked, and with the help of my sisters and the dressmakers, we came up with a dress design together!
I tried lots of dresses on to figure out what fabric I liked and what style of skirt and came up with the fishtail skirt and latte silk fabric.
I wore earrings that I borrowed from a friend and a necklace that we put in my hair. I also wore a bracelet that belonged to my grandmother. I just wanted to keep it simple and elegant.
My shoes were black and suede with a heel that had a zip up the back. They were incredibly comfortable and still gave me a bit of height.
My cousin did my make-up and one of my friends styled my hair; they were both fantastic.
We used solely Australian native flowers and plants for the bouquets and table decorations. My auntie created all of the bouquets the day before the wedding and she brought flowers from her own garden too to add into them.
Gorgeous Girls And Dapper Dandies
The Groomsmen bought their own suits and I had the Bridesmaids dresses made by the local dressmaker. We weren’t trying to tie everything in but in the end everything worked really well together.
The Bridesmaids had pashminas which matched the native flowers and gave the bridal party a bit of colour.
Mike wore a classic slim fit black suit, white shirt, a vest, black tie and RM Williams black boots.
Story Book Perfection
Dan Ferris is an incredibly creative photographer. He captures moments so well, and he has a unique approach to taking photos. The main thing that Dan wanted to achieve with our wedding photos was to tell a story, and he did that so well.
I don’t even remember him taking some of the photos, he was just there, in the moment, ready and waiting.
Mike is a musician and he brought in his function’s band – Soul Traders. They’re the best and they’re our friends and we just had to have them play at our wedding.
We chose not to have a first dance. We just wanted everyone dancing together and dance they did!
A Gourmet Feast
We went for rich, gourmet flavours as it was a cold winter’s night. We had minestrone soup followed by lamb shoulders for the main. We didn’t have a wedding cake. Instead we had sticky date pudding as dessert, one of our favourites!
We had a marquee wedding, which meant that we did most of the set up and decorating ourselves. We had long tables, with hessian runners, decorated with different sized vases with colourful wildflowers, and gum leaves for the place settings.
We also had a friend make soy candles and wooden rounds to sit them on.
Rain Does Not Stop Play
The things that made it special were the rain, the people, the food, the speeches, and the music. The whole day was so enjoyable and it was a real celebration of Mike and I and our commitment to each other. Having all of our friends there, and being under the marquee in the rain, it was just wonderful.
For advice, we would say that on the day, anything goes, and you just have to go with it. If everything is organised then you can just relax on the day and enjoy it, even if it rains!
So there you have it folks, proof that rain on your big day can be a wonderful, beautiful thing.
Despite the grey skies and drenched festivities, Sophie and Mike look utterly radiant. I even love how the raindrops in some of the photographs are nature’s own version of wedding confetti sprinkling down on the happy couple.
Soph’s advice to future brides is worth taking note of too – going with the flow, enjoying your day and really being present in the moment is what counts. Even something that is out of your control…like rain on your wedding day… can be totally memorable for all the right reasons if you allow it.
This might be one of the best weddings that I see this year.
Ah, now you’re listening aren’t you? Well it’s true – I know it’s only February but I reckon the wedding of Jessica and Justin is going to take some serious beating.
We are going global on Rock My Wedding today, Jessica and Justin are Australian and so we are going down under for today’s dose of inspirational wedding pretty, shot by Australian wedding photographer Jonathan Ong.
Jonathans shots are simply beautiful and It is a real shame for you lot that Jonathan lives over 10,000 miles away. If only he was coming to the UK for a bit… maybe say for July and August. And imagine if he was up for shooting a few weddings or engagement shots while he was here? That would be pretty groovy wouldn’t it? It might just be worth dropping him an email just to ask!
In the meantime enjoy a big old dose of love, Aussie style, from The Yarra Valley.
A Million Miles
Our wedding was held on the 28th of December 2011 at Stones of the Yarra Valley in The Yarra Valley – an hour out of Melbourne ( but feels like a million miles away).
Melbourne designer Gwendolynne Burkin designed my dress. She is one very talented woman who makes the most gorgeous gowns that are vintage inspired – right up my ally. Walking into her studio gave me an immediate realisation that I was going to fall in love with many. I loved my dress after a few alterations just that little bit more and so did mum which made the decision a whole lot easier to make. The dress was made from spotted tulle and was crinkled tiered from the hips down.
I dont wear much jewellery at all so only wore my rings which felt complete. My florist made my floral head wreath which fit perfectly with the theme I was going for.
A Height Boost
This was the hardest part of my outfit! I’m no where near a “shoe person” but ended up ridiculously buying 4 different pairs. I didn’t want a “bridal” shoe and each pair became less and less bridal until finding nude coloured strappy stiletto’s (I need all the height I can get).
Nothing Too Structured
My hair was done by the lovely Lauren Mackellar. Her sense of style is very similar to mine – nothing too structured. Half a kilo of hair spray makes me feel a little woozy. She did some beautiful soft up do’s which were simply perfect. Mum is a whizz at almost everything. She did my make up ensuring I still looked like myself. Getting ready was that much more relaxing.
Amber Bottles And Blooms
Blooming Brides’ Rita Feldmann was so beautiful to work with. She understood my style as soon as we got chatting. With help from family, we collected boxes of amber beer bottles and boxes of glass jars (from Jam to pasta sauces) which were used as vases/votives. Amber bottles also hung from the Oak tree we were married under.
We wanted natural tones throughout the wedding so for flowers we had creams and whites with a lot of foilage. I love the ” Just came back from the garden and chucked the posies in jars” look and she got that down to a T. Rita predominatly used David Austin and Ice Berg Roses, Lisianthus, Snowberry, hydrangea, Field Daisy’s with sprigs of Rosemary. I didnt want to hold a bouquet or wear a veil so instead wore a head wreath which I loved.
We didn’t officially have a bridal party but our best friends and sisters essentially were. Sam wore a Dom Bagnato Navy suit, white shirt and a Rhodes & Beckett Tie. The boys also wore pocket hankerchiefs which I absolutely loved. Briony my best friend who happened to marry Sam a month earlier and our sisters Louise, Mindy, Lana and Jodie wore dresses that each individually fell in love with. Perfect.
Spots and Checks
I wanted a surprise, so didnt have any idea what Justin was going to wear. He looked so very handsome in a Dom Bagnato light blue grey suit, Rhodes & Beckett Tie checked white and navy shirt, dark navy tie and a spotted pocket handkerchief to tie it all together. I tried very hard not to run towards him.
A Talanted Man
We discovered Jonathan Ong whilst browsing a couple of Australian blogs. We met a couple of times over coffee before hand and instantanously knew we had the right photographer. The pictures spek or themselves. I cannot express how lucky we were to have him. It felt very natural in front of the camera and it felt as though he was one of our guests. Jon is a very talented man. We adore his work and adore him!
Don’t Stop The Rock
We didnt have a cake as that would mean we would have stopped the dance floor to cut it! The venue provided delicious roaming dessert which was perfect.
Soul Of The Party
Soulbeats Entertainment played a few years ago at a family friends wedding. We both loved their music and danced the night away (I was even on crutches at the time!) We tracked them down years later and they were even better than we remembered. My youngest sister Jodie, belted out a couple of songs with the band too!
Signed Sealed Delivered
We didn’t really want a “first dance” so instead, we started the dance floor as soon as we were announced to “Signed Sealed Delivered”. Within 30 seconds of the song, we had everyone dancing on the dance floor and out on the patio. We continued dancing to a few more songs before being dragged away for dinner!
A Lot Of Bottle
The amber beer bottles and glass jars that we collected were a big feature of the decor from the bottles hanging as a back drop during our ceremony to the tables filled with jars and bottles as posie vases. We also had fabric stripped garlands that hung between posts that were in natural tones. They hung with Festoon lights that suited the barn like venue. Emma Scarlett helped source the festoon lighting and created the stripped garlands for us. We also used an old rustic window for our table seating chart that was displayed during drinks at the “Dairy” before heading to the “Barn” for dinner.
A Simple Plan
We both just wanted a big party with people we love. There was nothing meticulously planned and traditions weren’t exactly followed to a T. It was perfect letting the day/night unfold naturally. We are very blessed to have the most beautiful family and friends. We are forever greatful to our parents.
Who want’s to start the what’s-amazing-about-this-wedding ball rolling? I’m leaving this one up to you peeps!
And just to confirm (in case my extreme hinting earlier wasn’t enough!) John is in the UK this year throughout July and August so drop him an email if you want an engagement shoot, or even if you are yet to find a photographer for your Summer 2012 wedding.
You lucky lot are going to enjoy this! This morning we shared the first part of Gemma, a (self confessed!) RMW addict’s wedding, and her email to us in the days before she left for Australia to get married. If this is the product of a RMW readers wedding, then I am fit to burst with pride. So so pretty and full of love.
Enjoy, I certainly did!
Our ceremony was at St Mary’s Cathedral in Hobart, which was where my Dad married my Mum and also where my grandparents were married.
Our reception was at Stonefield in Brighton, a country farmhouse built in 1824. It has the most beautiful cottage garden where we were hoping to do champagne for our guests as they arrived at about 4 pm, but it was misty and freezing. Luckily Eric, the owner, had another room available for this very problem, and instead people gathered around roaring fires(!) before entering the main reception.
Our florist was in Sandy Bay, Hobart. I wanted old fashioned-y, higgledy piggeldy, overblown spring flowers and I wanted them everywhere! Gay Flowers were brilliant, and again, I organised the flowers from London with the help of family ‘on the ground’ in Hobart.
I had a mixture of spring flowers with cream roses – my only stipulation was that it be ‘mostly wedgewood blue, oh but with a bit of mauve, and those pale pink ones are nice… what are they called?’ (I think by this stage the florist was regretting letting me into the cool room)
They did bouquets of a stronger blue for my maids and spring posies for the flowergirls. Raymond came with me and chose the buttonholes for his grooms.
I raided my Grandfather’s jam making supplies and prettied them up with ribbons, more vintage wall paper, brown paper and raffia. The night before the wedding, Raymond, his Mum and I went out to look at the venue and the flowers had been delivered and installed – they took my breath away. I wanted to stay there and look at them all night. The bouquets were just as gorgeous.
Photography that speaks for itself
Our photographer was Lisa Kuilenburg, and not only did she take photos that surpassed anything I’d ever imagined for our day, she also became a good friend into the bargain.
She is funny and incredibly easy-going, and having her around made the day run more smoothly because she helped with a lot of things outside her remit. I think her photos speak for themselves.
A Taste of Home
We had miniature bottles of Glenlivet Scottish Whisky as favours sourced (and lugged to Australia) by Raymond’s sister, as well as a CD with songs that are special to us as a couple.
Raymond took responsibility for designing and making the cds, and I loved the way they turned out, and that they gave him a chance to be the one obsessing over the DIY design detail!
I made table runners out of floral wallpaper, some vintage and some from Paperchase. The place cards were made out of prints of vintage maps that I bought from Oliver Bonas
I ordered a vintage wedding magazine from 1930 from Etsy – it was French and called ‘La Petit Echo de La Mode’, and we had notecards for people to write messages for our guestbook which they then pinned onto a lemon ‘money’ tree.
Cupcakes and Love Birds
The cake was a stand of cupcakes from Cutie Cups in Hobart. Again, all organised over email, we topped it with a pair of kissing lovebirds I’d bought in Covent Garden long before I even met Raymond.
Half the cupcakes were vanilla and half were chocolate, and the top tier was a traditional fruitcake with a layer of marzipan for those who wanted it (R and I certainly didn’t!)
A Good Old Fashioned Knees Up
We both wanted to make the wedding a celebration of Raymond’s Scottish heritage and the fact that he proposed at Loch Lomond near his home city of Glasgow – so we decided on a Scottish Ceilidh dance and found Dancer’s Delight who provided a good old fashioned Scottish knees up, and we literally had a ball.
We chose ‘Please, Please, Please let me get what I want’ by the Smiths as our first dance – we are both indie kids at heart and the Smiths was one of the first bands we bonded over. Neither of us are very good dancers (I am abysmal) so we kind of swayed and giggled throughout the song. It was lovely, we didn’t know whether anyone was watching us and we didn’t care.
A Wise Bride
Our wedding really was a celebration of the two of us, and the bringing together of our families. When we all landed in Australia lots of relatives from both sides hadn’t met, and that was why we decided to have the Bridal Party made up of family only…if we’d included all the special friends we love into our day in matching dresses and suits, we’d have had a church full of maids.
Raymond and I have both travelled a lot in our lives, both together and separately, sometimes by choice and sometimes (like when I was stuck in Australia waiting for a visa for 9 excruciating months) definitely not. When we first met we both felt like we had come home – and that feeling of belonging, the ‘anywhere I lay my hat with yours is home’ was how the style of our wedding evolved: encorporating the florals and art deco touches that I love with the vintage maps, rockabilly aesthetic and green hills and rivers that say ‘Raymond’.
Choosing readings on the day for the Church was one thing that was difficult – because we had decided to get married in a Catholic Cathedral, we were bound by having readings and music that were solely liturgical. I found a reading called ‘two are better than one’ from ecclesiastes which I’m just putting in here because I thought Rebecca, particularly, might be interested to read it. I agonised over what readings and music to have because R and I are so into literature and music that having solely Catholic liturgy (especially as he’s not Catholic, and agreed to the cathedral because he knew it was an important link to my mum etc) limited us and sometimes didn’t feel very ‘us’. We thought this was simple and said it all – that we are an unbreakable team.
Two are better than one because they have a good return for their labor. For if either of them falls, the one will lift up his companion. But woe to the one who falls when there is not another to lift him up. Furthermore, if two lie down together they keep warm, but how can one be warm alone? And if one can overpower him who is alone, two can resist him. A cord of three strands is not quickly torn apart.
Gemma is the first person on these pages to articulate the way I feel about my own husband and her church reading really resonated with me too… (You were right Gemma! In fact I think we might be some kind of spiritual twins as I have that paper (for the placecards) too, and when I was a child I was always found playing dress up with a band on my forehead… 😉 )
Thank you so much Gemma for sending this in, on behalf of all our readers too. I have loved sharing it with them all.
Without fail the best days at Rock My Wedding HQ are the days we get thanked. We love your comments in the comments box below, (they come a close second,) basically we just like to hear from you!
However, when we got this email from Gemma before she jetted off for her Aussie big day, it was the first time I actually almost cried big fat tears of pleasure, that what we do here is worthwhile. It’s a such a lovely email, I struggled to cut it down, but I hope you don’t all mind… it makes us feel so proud. (And I think you’ll all laugh out loud reading some of it ;). )
Dear Charlotte and Rebecca,
I just wanted to email you girls before I head off to get married in Australia on the 13th of November. I’m a Tasmanian girl who moved to London in 2008 to do my masters in Fashion Journalism, but along the way fate intervened, I met Mr S, and after a heartbreaking 9 months of long distance due to visa issues (in essence, my visa was shorter than the length of my course and the law changed so I was pretty much deported…) he proposed on Boxing day last year. In his words – ‘I wanted to do it as soon as you were back on Scottish soil’ because he’s a Glasgow lad and we were there for Christmas. In his rucksack (he’d dragged me up a mountain in the snow) was a bottle of champagne, now frozen, and the tiffany schlumberger platinum, sapphire and diamond band I’d spotted in Selfridges months before we’d even talked of marriage, while buying a present for someone else.
Come January there I was, back in London, staring at my beautiful new ring, miles away from family and friends at home, and Mr S sprung on me that he’d booked the cathedral where my mother and father, and both sets of grandparents, were married. For the 13th of November. As in, within 11 months. And we weren’t going to be back in Australia before then, but surely it wouldn’t be a problem for me to plan a wedding? From here?
I’m blessed with a tight knit, lovely, ‘call in the middle of the night, ask them to do anything and they will without asking why’ group of girlfriends here in the UK but I’m not only the first to be engaged, I’m really the only one who’s even remotely at that stage. So much as they all joyously congratulated us, showered us with well wishes and love, and all offered to do anything they could – no-one really knew what that ‘anything’ was going to be. There was no ‘go-to’ gal who’d weathered her own wedding before to reassure me when the planning went awry, and as I lost my mum to cancer when I was 4, I didn’t have her support either. I wanted our wedding to be very DIY, not slick or formal – basically a repeat of like we had our school leavers deb dance – everyone there was in black or red strapless gowns and I wore a green and pink floral number and pimped out my shoes with ribbons.
Mr S really wanted to be married in 2010, for a number of reasons, and put it to me so sweetly and so heart-thumpingly romantically that he didn’t want a long engagement because he wanted me to be his wife for as much of his life as possible, that I agreed. I mean, he’s from Glasgow. Those guys aren’t renowned for flowery prose.
I put my head down and started the process of making our day via remote control, assessing reception venues I’d never heard of, let alone set foot in (one of them, when we looked at the photos, prompted Mr S to say ‘I don’t want to get married there, I think it’s where they had Tupac’s funeral’) and began the epic struggle of dealing with the main problem of planning something in Hobart from abroad: no-one, that’s no-one, from venues to florists to make-up artists to suit hire places, seemed to have websites which had been designed post 2002. The task would have been much easier when I was studying here and had a arts student’s free time (not to mention access to supplies like fixative, guillotines, paint, etc etc when hand-making our invites) but as it is I’m working for a big bank in the city to pay the bills until next September when I’m back to school. (Incidentally I have become a real aficionado of the ‘rock’ engagement ring – watching all the trading-floor girls out-do each other with diamonds has been a real eye-opener. One in particular would easily have doubled as a tin-opener.)
I decided on a floral-y, art-deco-y type theme, and after a myriad of disasters, we get on the plane next Thursday to fly out to Hobart – arriving a week before the big day to organise the final details.
I’ve just looked over this email and it’s massive, for which I apologise and hope that you two are schooled in skim-reading. The reason I wrote was to thank you both, so much, for Rock My Wedding. It has been the ‘clued up wedding girlfriend’ I’ve needed, and I check it, religiously, every day. I actually cried when Jenny married Duncan from blue. It’s been like reading notes from a big sister with the exact same taste who has done it all before, and I don’t know how I’m going to wean myself off it once I am Mrs C-S.
Thank you girls, really. I probably won’t get a chance to thank you in my wedding speech, but then again, I just might. I always knew I had the perfect man in Mr S, and RMW has helped a lot in planning what may not be the most perfect wedding the world has ever seen (or even of a comparable RMW standard) but will be utterly perfect for us.
So lets get on with showing you what came out of Gemma’s ‘pimped out shoes and floral-y art deco-y theme’ with a little RMW magic…
I am Gemma and I am a self-confessed RMW addict. It actually became a bit of a running joke at the office where I used to work that I constantly had the website open, even if it was sneakily minimised in the corner of my screen. Raymond and I were married on the 13th of November, 2010. Despite the fact that we met and were living in London, Raymond is Scottish and I am Australian, and we decided to get married in my home town of Hobart, Tasmania.
One of my biggest pre-wedding fears was that I’d have a bad breakout and I really wanted a fresh, natural look that I didn’t think I could manage myself, however as we flew in just a few days before our wedding, I didn’t have time to do any trials and my original hair and makeup artist fell through.
Enter Rosa, whose business is called ‘Simply Flawless’ – and she was. She gave me a makeup trial the night before, called in another hair and makeup artist to help with my maids and family, and managed to do the full makeup for another wedding in the morning before coming to ours.
No ‘Tizzy’ Tiaras
Once I had the dress, I wanted an art-deco style headpiece, but I didn’t want it on a headband, and I didn’t want a ‘tizzy’ tiara. (I wanted to look like an Alphonse Mucha girl, not a my little pony) I nearly gave up and then I saw it on Glitzy Secrets – exactly what I had been searching for high and low, and sold out. I looked elsewhere for similar things but nothing matched up and so one day on a whim, I called the Glitzy Secrets phone number. The lovely man who answered told me that, in a stroke of complete and total serendipity, there were 3 of the sold out headpiece I wanted, coming back to the GS headquarters that very afternoon.
He said they’d be up for sale on the website at 5pm that night, and that they’d been very popular, so it was first come first served. From 4.30 onwards I sat at my desk at work, credit card in hand, clicking ‘refresh’. At 6 minutes past 5 I had the perfect headband in my shopping cart . When it arrived, it was very art deco and vintage, so much that it was too heavy to pin into my hair! I ended up weaving thin strands of pale blue, pink and beige ribbon together and winding it through so I could get my hairdresser to tie it in my messy updo.
My dress was Maggie Sottero destinations, style RD1044. I bought it from Sarah Louise Bridal in Glasgow, and found the girls there very helpful and understanding – they worked around me because they knew I had an 8 hour ‘Megabus’ journey from London for fittings! I’ve always like Grecian style gowns, but originally I had seen a dress that I thought would be the one, and it was nothing like the Maggie Sottero. The dress that wasn’t the one was a heavy silk, structured, high fashion, Sarah Jessica Parker-esque creation from Halo Bridal in Australia, and when I finally tracked one down to try on in the UK, I looked, well, a bit like a giant piece of whitebait to be honest, and nothing like the statement bride I’d hoped to be. The RD1044 on the other hand looked fairly plain on the hanger, but once I had it on I knew it was perfect, feminine, floaty and quite timeless.
The train was long enough for our cathedral wedding but the dress wasn’t going to make me look like an out of work cocktail singer in the bright daylight of the garden floral reception we were planning. The other one, really, probably would have. I also bought a cream sundress with pale gold spots from Anthropologie to dance our ceilidh in (I had visions of the last of the Tasmanian evening sunlight catching the golden threads as I flitted about in the garden barefoot in between the dinner and dancing stages, and of course it rained.)
Shoes for your Wedding or your Marriage?
I had originally decided on Loubotin Fortitia sandals in cream. I thought I had justified the expense, and then one day had a moment of realisation of precisely what else could be done with the shoe fund, namely, quite a lot of travel and aid work in Asia: and for me it was a simple equation – the Loubotins were for our wedding day, but the aid work would be part of our marriage.
My nieces-to-be, who were also our flower girls, dragged me into Barratts one day to look for their shoes, (naturally they were hoping they’d get high heels, and equally naturally, they didn’t) and I emerged with not just my shoes but shoes for my bridesmaids (my two gorgeous sisters) as well. I have to say too that the assistant in Barratts was beyond helpful, and far more imbued with the spirit of ‘wow you’re getting married that’s wonderful’ than a lot of other people in other, far more expensive and ‘geared towards weddings’ shops.
The Bridesmaids dresses came from Oasis, and were reduced to £18 in the sale! They were just what I wanted, wedgewood blue with a vintage lace trim. I ordered their headpieces from Etsy (seller Bethany Lorelle) and their shoes were from Barratts. The little flower girls wore dresses from Debenhams, and wore mismatched ballet flats due to a delivery mix up with LaRedoute.
As it turned out the jumbled pastels looked better with their wraps, which we had made, last minute, the night before the wedding because we had heard the weather might turn. With all the girls with floral shawls on and the little boys in matching kilts (which we bought from the Glasgow Vintage Co. on Great Western Road) It all looked a bit like we were the Von Trapp Family singers in the cut up curtains – I loved it.
If we were going to have a ‘film moment’ in the day better to have The Sound of Music than National Lampoon do a wedding – in the morning when there were 30 odd people at the house trying to get ready, I commented to our photographer that the latter was a distinct possibility!
We looked into hiring suits for our groomsmen, but in the end it was easier fit and logistics wise to buy them. If we’d been able to hire kilts we would have, but that wasn’t an option in Hobart, and the charcoal suits from Marks and Spencers were cut beautifully and the grooms looked incredibly dapper.
Raymond found some waistcoats in Uniqlo in London with a very faint red check in the wool – and both grooms also wore pale blue silk cravats the same as his which came from McGregor and McDuff in Glasgow.
Raymond got his kilt, ‘Prince Charlie’ style jacket, cravat, sporran, kilt hose, flashes and shoes from McGregor and McDuff in Glasgow. He chose Ancient Douglas tartan and wore a double cuffed shirt from Zara with some cufflinks that were a present from close friends who were unable to be there.