I'm writing this half way through today's family festivities. The ceremony over, the wedding breakfast eaten, we now have a couple of hours respite to catch our breath and let everything digest before this evening's marathon party in the local village hall. WH is in classic position, head back, eyes shut and mouth wide open. Even the large black and white cat on his lap doesn't bother him.
My stepdaughter looked radiant and her groom ecstatic when he saw her in her 'Once in a Lifetime' dress. Not just 'wedding dress' but 'any dress'. This tomboy doesn't do skirts of any description and her knees have not seen the light of day since she was at primary school. For one day, our capable, miss-fix-it with the totally laid-back style of motherhood on the side, just to confound all who meet her, looks like an angel. Gone are the familiar trainers and baggy jeans and instead here is a swan who according to one dumbfounded relative looks more beautiful then Julia Roberts and has an even better figure. A figure never before seen in public. So stunning the transformation the whole room was silent when she walked in on WH's arm.
So now I'm off to revive my own flagging hairdo, put on the glad rags and sit back and witness another hundred people being stunned at the site of our own beauty on the arm of her new husband who has waited ten years for this priviledge.
By golly it was worth the wait.
To Eldest Stepdaughter and her lucky, lucky man, we wish you all the happiness in the world.
My stepdaughter looked radiant and her groom ecstatic when he saw her in her 'Once in a Lifetime' dress. Not just 'wedding dress' but 'any dress'. This tomboy doesn't do skirts of any description and her knees have not seen the light of day since she was at primary school. For one day, our capable, miss-fix-it with the totally laid-back style of motherhood on the side, just to confound all who meet her, looks like an angel. Gone are the familiar trainers and baggy jeans and instead here is a swan who according to one dumbfounded relative looks more beautiful then Julia Roberts and has an even better figure. A figure never before seen in public. So stunning the transformation the whole room was silent when she walked in on WH's arm.
So now I'm off to revive my own flagging hairdo, put on the glad rags and sit back and witness another hundred people being stunned at the site of our own beauty on the arm of her new husband who has waited ten years for this priviledge.
By golly it was worth the wait.
To Eldest Stepdaughter and her lucky, lucky man, we wish you all the happiness in the world.
2 comments:
Oh, sounds lovely Jas! I'm glad all that hard work was worth it.
Fantastic :) xx
Lovely one!
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