bridal diaries: week 10

With just ten weeks to go, I thought it was time I started documenting the lead up to our Big Day. Our intention from the outset has been to keep the whole planning process simple and chilled out. Like, right now, I’m supposed to be writing addresses on sixty envelopes in order to get our invites sent out. Instead, I’ve decided to blog for the first time in a couple of months. It’s okay, we still have two and a half months to go...
Wait a minute! Ten weeks and we still have to invite people?!! And order a cake, have the dresses altered, sort the menus, decide on decorations, sort Fox’s suit, pack for honeym.... *and breathe*
In all seriousness, we have been pretty relaxed about the whole thing. Someone asked me today what my dress looked like and to be honest, I couldn’t quite remember the exact details. I know I love it and that I can’t wait to wear it so surely that’s the important bit, right?
You see, I’m such a non-conformist when it comes to weddings that I’ve been trying to squash tradition at every opportunity. If only it wasn’t quite so important to everyone else, it seems. At the very mention that we had considered going without a wedding cake, my mother gasped and exclaimed, ‘But what will you cut?!’ *sigh* There’s just no getting around these things.
Through all of this, I’ve realised that fighting it is far more work than just going with the wedding flow. However, can anyone tell me what ‘cutting the cake’ actually symbolises and why it is so important? My take on all of this, is that if I don’t know why I’m going to such lengths to include something in our wedding, do I really have to go along with it?
Anyway, Mom will be happy that we’ve decided to have a cupcake tower (yet to be sourced and ordered), I’ve found beautifully colour coded bridesmaids dresses (only after scouting half the country), my grandmother has agreed to do the flowers, the invites are (almost) ready to be sent and we have arranged for our banns to get read (you can be relieved that I decided not to go into detail about this). I suspect Fox is rather chuffed with himself as the honeymoon has been well researched and booked.
All the fuss and pandemonium aside, I’m totally excited about our special day. With a number of family and friends flying in from the far corners of the globe, it is going to be such a wonderful celebration. That’s if I ever get round to getting those invites out...