This is toulousette's Purple Wedding!

We finally have them, have folded, sourced addresses, and here I am sitting writing envelopes as my fiancee is at his Christmas party....

We are having the pocketfolds as shown in the picture, but in purple and lavender, our wedding colours!

And I booked the dog into the kennel, for Christmas and for Wedding + Honeymoon. Feel horrible, like they are wondering 'why you got her for then?' even tough I know they don't.

Polly is standing next to me happy as anything whilst I'm on the phone, she knows her name, and nothing else.

I know she loves being in the kennel with lots of other dogs, but I still feel like shit leaving her for Christmas.

had to buy a corduroy skirt in Dickins & Jones to cheer me up. Had to.

Tried on a pair of Monsoon wedding shoes today, called 'Vintage Rose'.
Super high, and really lovely. Was strutting around the shop, showing of my football legs, when I suddenly remembered..

"-What the hell am I doing here, I can't walk in heels!!"


Oh well.

I thought as I am new here, I could show my engagement ring!
We had a very small and private engagement a few years ago, in secret, then we went to see parents to tell them.

After that we posted a cryptic Facebook message and escaped to Cornwall.
Surfing, walks, late summer. Heaven.

My ring is antique, we picked it together, and I could never have imaged anything else.

My fiancee is also wearing an engagement ring, on his right hand. t the wedding he will move it to his left hand.

Venue - booked and confirmed
Florist - check sent
Catering -menu tasted and approved
Photographer - done
Dress - found it
Find hotel for wedding night
New car - not yet
Invitations - save the dates are out, meeting Natalie Wednesday
Hair and make-up - not yet, have to find someone who can do mineral make-up
Hair extensions - to be ordered online from home
Mood board for flowers
Ring - contact Simon Pure
Favours?
Shoes
Lingerie
Hotel and flights for inlaws
Guestbook typewriter
Music OMG music, what's going on with the music
Let them have cake?

To be able to maybe tone up a bit, I have decided to take up Hatha yoga. My body feels stiff, and I need soul food.

On Friday I'll take my first class, clad in these amazing trousers. Wowsers.

Yes, it's true! After hours of swearing over horrible cheap silks and tulle, and tutting over astronomical price tags, I have found it.

It was unexpected. I had made vague plans to go north for a few days, visit in laws and a few shops, but did't have to.

Me and my trusted mate Sarah went out this Saturday. Charged up on lunch and wine and tea, we braved the first shop, and tried things that would shock the most frivolous gypsy bride. Rolling out, laughing like hell and hour or so later, we had one more booking. I must say I didn't feel much like it. sample sizes are tiny, and after pulling and pushing, and almost losing the ability to breathe a few times, I much preferred the thought of the pub.

But we went. And oh my. Even looking through the window we started jumping up and down. My sort of thing! What is my sort of thing? Do you have it?
I looked through tea length and antique lace, pretty ribbons and underskirts. Frowned, smiled, asked for advice.

Such professionalism! She tugged, draped, pulled, pinned, asked lots of questions about my style, life, interests, the wedding venue, colours etc.

And hours later, there it was. Having lost about two sizes from the make do calico bodice, I emerged from the fitting room, demure and rosy, soft vintage fabric all around me. The perfect hour glass.

We all gaped, Sarah wiped a tear, and I was ready to swing out my VISA to sell my soul.
I'm going back on Saturday, then the work starts.