I worried about wearing a fancy, expensive dress, the sort of thing I would never normally wear. I worried about having to make a grand entrance, everybody standing up together and watching me enter, 70 pairs of eyes on me. I felt the weight of expectation, so much pressure to look wonderful, to be beautiful, and I kept thinking what if I'm not? What if they all stand up, turn round, and I just look ok? What if they are disappointed? More than anything I wanted to look and feel like myself. So I wore red, my favourite colour. I wore my hair the way I always do and did my own make up.
And when it came to it, you know what? I was announced, everyone stood up and looked at me and I couldn't have cared less. All I saw was him.
Debbie, how lovely!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!! Congratulations, Debbie. I hope you have a happy marriage and many years of contentment together!
ReplyDeleteThank you Tilly, and Robin :)
ReplyDeleteI can't say it enough: congratulations, congratulations, congratulations! You were a beautiful bride and this touched me :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Stereo :)
ReplyDeleteGreat post! I love this, "I was announced, everyone stood up and looked at me and I couldn't have cared less. All I saw was him."
ReplyDeleteAmen to that! My hubby and I were married at a Renaissance Festival earlier this year... and even though I know some family members thought it was pretty silly, in the end, I felt exactly the same way as you! :)
See you tomorrow! :)
Tui