Good morning, friends!
So, after recently taking a small blogging hiatus — due to birthdays consuming the entirety of January and February — I think it’s time to broach the subject of the wedding! If you have perused the ‘About Me’ section of my blog or had a peep at some of my older posts, you will know Joel and I are getting married! Full blown, proper-legit hitched! And I couldn’t be happier. I’m so lucky to be marrying the love-of-my-life — but that’s not quite what this post is about.
This is a cry for reassurance from all you lovers out there who have tied the knot, are planning your nuptials too, or are one of those ethereal ‘organised-types’ who has their ‘wedmin’ sewn up from the moment of proposal (I wish I was more like you!). I’m just checking, it’s okay to have absolutely no clue where to start, right?
I mean, it’s not like most of us have been here before — this is brand-new terrority. And it’s a daunting world full of very beautiful, sparkly things.
So, for all those who haven’t stumbled across my blog before (hiya!) we are planning to say our vows on the stunning island of Santorini, Greece. And apart from the overriding feeling of sheer elation — of which I can’t describe, that this is actually the plan for our day — I have this gnawing guilt. So far I have booked the date — and that’s it. And to be fair, we have over a year to go, but as I have previously described in my post on the bullet journal organisation isn’t an attribute of mine. As of right now, no one is getting fed, we have no flowers, and no clothes to wear. And the enormity of it all makes me super anxious.
Without skipping too far down memory lane, I was never one to daydream about weddings when I was younger; I assumed it would probably/maybe happen one day, but until recently (or until Joel) I hadn’t given it much thought. Despite having lots of perfectly in-love couples around me coming from a broken home slightly skewed my vision of marriage. I remember being told, “when you know, you know” and thinking “well that’s bullsh*t — how can you possibly just KNOW?” You end up marrying someone you love/like/lust over/think’s fine. Who is ever 100% about anything? I can barely make a decision between chips and sweet potato fries. But, without getting all cliché and gross on you, I do truly believe that now! And here I am putting pen to paper, writing copious lists, and planning a wedding! (Or at least blogging about starting to plan a wedding. Progress!)
Usefully, a few more of my qualities have reared their unhelpful heads since the start of ‘the wedmin’. Not only do I have issues with organisation but I am also a slightly neurotic perfectionist who is extremely indecisive (what a combination). Even looking at bouquets, dresses, and centrepieces makes me anxious. How are you meant to choose? (Btw, Joel, if for some unknown reason you find yourself on this post and have bothered to read this far down — I’m perfect and none of the above is true!!)
And there’s me thinking wedding planning would be a breeze (due to one of my more desirable qualities being to chill-the-hell-out). Despite this, upon telling my wedding planner I’m (almost) always super-chill, she laughed and responded with “oh….you wait.” And I am beginning to see why!
So, I know what you must be thinking “Boo hoo, poor girl! A wedding in Santorini to the love of your life, my heart breaks for you.” I know, I sound like a twerp. But I’m a worrier. And marrying a perfect man calls for a perfect day — no pressure Lils.
As I said, I’m looking for a shred of reassurance. I hope I am not the only one who feels (or has felt) well out of her depth. I need a wedding planner to help my wedding planner plan!
And that takes us up to the present day; the one where I am writing this blog post instead of deciding what desserts to serve or what our wedding favours should be. Without further ado, I am off to assemble my bride-tribe to nail some of these finer details. Any advice on remaining calm in the face of ‘the wedmin’ will be gratefully received!
PS. Just one more quick question — how many times is it okay to envision eloping? Asking for a friend…