Real Wed­dings

My Wedding - - CONTENTS -

The Start: It all started with a kiss. Se­ri­ously, it re­ally did. I'd known my hus­band Kenny in my early twen­ties when he was a pro­fes­sional crick­eter. We had mu­tual friends, and al­ways said hi. I thought he was ar­ro­gant and full of him­self! When our paths crossed again 16 years later at a friend's birth­day party, my eyes rolled. Later that evening he sud­denly leaned for­ward and kissed me!

To my sur­prise there was an ex­plo­sion of chem­istry! He called on the Mon­day but I didn't pick up. When I lis­tened to his mes­sage I couldn't help phon­ing him back - “I know it feels like a month since you last saw me, but it's only been two days and I know you can't stop think­ing about me, so how about we go for din­ner tonight?” The per­son I thought he was and the per­son I found un­derneath all that bravado were com­pletely dif­fer­ent. I found this beau­ti­ful, hon­est and big hearted man. The Pro­posal: Seventy two days later, we hiked up Ta­ble Moun­tain on Valen­tine's Day. When we even­tu­ally got to the spot he was look­ing for, there was white sand, wa­ter and ab­so­lute si­lence around us. He pro­posed then and there and it was the hap­pi­est mo­ment in both our lives. The theme: We wanted a wed­ding with few for­mal­i­ties and a venue where guests could eas­ily min­gle, an “Ital­ian feast” with long ta­bles, great mu­sic, fun and laugh­ter in a stylish en­vi­ron­ment. A church, meringue dress, tra­di­tional wed­ding marches weren't our style. Our favourite restau­rant in Cape Town is The Grand Beach Café in Granger Bay, a boat house con­verted into an avante garde restau­rant with a wooden deck, pri­vate beach and blue sea. Grand and stylish, but with a sense of peace and tran­quil­lity and, of course, very ro­man­tic.

The Dé­cor: My mother had passed away a few years ago and, with most of our bud­get go­ing on this fab­u­lous venue, it was up to me to make our wed­ding day the most spe­cial and mem­o­rable day I could. I spent hours and many early morn­ings Googling dé­cor ideas, dresses, flow­ers, ta­ble set­tings, mu­sic – you name it, I Googled it! I was con­sumed for months, but we put to­gether ex­actly want we wanted for our day. If you get pro­fes­sional, re­li­able sup­pli­ers, half your worries are over. I was re­lieved when I found wed­ding co-or­di­na­tors who agreed to be there on the day and make sure all my sup­pli­ers and ideas came to­gether.

I wanted a lounge area on the wooden deck with black and white ot­tomans, cof­fee ta­bles, scat­ter cush­ions, float­ing can­dles and lan­terns. The restau­rant would have white roses in vin­tage sil­ver ice buck­ets, sparkling dia­mante can­dle hold­ers and an­tique can­de­labras, grey striped table­cloths and ta­ble names of cities we love made from wire and shiny beads. When we checked the weather for our spe­cial day, it wasn't look­ing good – my heart sank as I pic­tured my cer­e­mony un­der open skies fad­ing away. But Kenny kicked into ac­tion and hired a be­douin tent - the beach and sea could still be seen; it was per­fect. There was a thick path­way of pink petals and rose heads along­side a white car­pet to walk down the aisle. The Night Be­fore: My three brides­maids and I stayed at a lux­u­ri­ous B&B. We had our nails done, drank cham­pagne, ate choco­late (which Kenny had de­liv­ered) and had so much fun. The Big Day: On the big day, a feel­ing of ab­so­lute peace and hap­pi­ness came over me. Walk­ing down the aisle with my fa­ther to “What a won­der­ful world” by Sachmo and see­ing how beau­ti­ful ev­ery­thing looked was ex­cep­tion­ally emo­tional. See­ing Kenny with the sea be­hind him was a mo­ment I will trea­sure the rest of my life. Our cel­e­brant made us face our guests, which was a won­der­ful idea - dur­ing the cer­e­mony we could look at all our spe­cial friends and fam­ily and re­ally take the mo­ment in. Af­ter the vows our sax­o­phon­ist,gui­tarist and vo­cal­ist sang “All you need is love” while we walked back down the aisle with our guests cheer­ing, clap­ping and throw­ing petals – what a mem­o­rable mo­ment! The Pho­tos: Our photo ses­sion was on the beach while guests min­gled on the deck to jazzy sounds, cham­pagne and canapes. Fe­male guests were given grey pash­mi­nos and the guys win­ter scarves to keep the chills away. Dur­ing our pho­to­graphs the heav­ens opened and we had to run for the tent. The rain didn't last for long and we were blessed with two rain­bows which formed huge arches in the sky over the ocean. A pho­to­booth was thor­oughly en­joyed by the guests, es­pe­cially dress­ing up with all sorts of ac­ces­sories. The pho­tos we re­ceived were hi­lar­i­ous. Ev­ery­one stuck their pho­tos in a guest book and wrote a mes­sage to us. The best de­ci­sion we could have made was hir­ing one of the best pho­tog­ra­phers in Cape Town who was worth ev­ery cent and more. John did such an amaz­ing job cap­tur­ing ev­ery mo­ment of the day like a movie. His pho­tog­ra­phy is so nat­u­ral and emo­tional and the mo­ments he cap­tured, not only of the bri­dal cou­ple, but of our guests and venue is truly a trea­sure to keep. The Re­cep­tion: We had cho­sen a song for each of those who made a speech to the mer­ri­ment of ev­ery­one, es­pe­cially when the DJ played “Daddy Cool” while my fa­ther was walk­ing up. Speeches over, our guests en­joyed a de­li­cious buffet by pro­fes­sional chef and per­sonal friend, See­lan San­doo. Ital­ian sal­ads, ex­cep­tional lamp chops, prawn and cray­fish seafood curry, baby chicken, alia olio spaghetti, crispy fries and more, fol­lowed by pavlova, Ital­ian kisses and wa­ter­melon.

Then the party started. Our DJ had ev­ery­body off their chairs and danc­ing - in the restau­rant, on the out­side deck - there was so much gen­uine hap­pi­ness, fun and laugh­ter in one place it was in­cred­i­ble.. Fi­nal Thoughts: Our wed­ding day was hon­estly filled with true friend­ships, fam­ily, gen­uine hap­pi­ness, fun, laugh­ter, love and cel­e­bra­tions – I can hon­estly say that all my dreams did come true.

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