It’s that time of year again when we are busy beavering away, updating our brochures, fine tuning our sample albums and spending hours trying to pick favourites from last year to display at the Essex Wedding Fairs that we will be attending in the next couple of months. It’s always lovely to meet couples who are excitedly planning their weddings, whether for this year or next and looking for their wedding photographer. The wedding fairs are an ideal opportunity not only for us to showcase our work, but also to actually speak to people who are often just starting out on the path to their big day and it’s all starting to look like a mammoth task. It’s not! It should be huge fun!
If I had my time again, I’d take my girlfriends to try on dresses, but get the girls in the shop to bring out ones that we know they’re just never going to wear, just to see their faces as they parade, secretly hoping that I’m not actually serious. I’d spend hours trying on every possible dress, just because I can, because you never know if there’s a little gem just waiting to be found, that you might not have considered. I’d try on countless pairs of shoes, and probably buy several none wedding ones along the way. I’d shamelessly make my way through every OPI pinky coloured nail polish until finally settling on red and I’d spend hours on-line researching fabulous holiday destinations with a cocktail in hand imaging an evening watching the sun set somewhere on the far side of the world.
And I’d take champagne to every single wedding appointment.
I’d be probably quite fat and a bit of an alcoholic by the time the Big Day came, but I’d have had huge fun getting there.
And on the day – I’d let the suppliers I met at the wedding fairs do their thing, because it’s what they do and the ones I know do it very very well – and I’d drink lots more champagne, or maybe Pimms and probably have a sneaky G&T and I would love it and smile all day and not care about all of the hours of organisation, because they would all have been fun, because that’s what it should all be about, love and fun.
So, as I can’t really drink champagne at The Lawn Wedding Fair this Sunday, because I’m not having my time all over again, I’ll just stick with the getting fatter bit of this story – and have a bacon butty there instead.
Who’s going to join us? The Lawn Wedding Fair , Hall Road, Rochford, Sunday 19th January 10am – 4pm