A and I suffered at least four years of when-are-you-going-to-get-marrieds and her squeal of excitement down the phone line when we rang her to tell her we were engaged was something to behold! For years, to put her off asking, I told her if she wanted to be a BM she'd have to wear a 'cow poo green' dress but to no avail.
So keen she'd probably wear camo!
Jokes aside, she's been awesome. Her and her boy went and checked out our reception venues after A and I narrowed down the options on the internet. I think she enjoyed pretending that they were the engaged couple, plus there was a complimentary bottle of champagne involved so no complaints from the boy either!
In reality, thankfully, there will be no camo or cow poo green dresses.
Hoping we'll find something simple and relaxed but still, ah, stunning like the Rose and Ruby dresses. I adore them. I would need a second job to make them mine but I do adore them.
Excuse me while I sit here slack jawed and admire them a bit longer.
All via Beauty and Lace
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