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Continued from part 14…
The last post was all about getting our invites out, finalising our seating plan and sorting out to-do lists. The last few weeks before our special day went by so quickly that they’re all blurry… But it doesn’t matter because our day was so memorable that I don’t need to recall the lead-up.
Saturday 24 March started off with French toast made specially for me by my dad. We sat on the patio in the early morning sun and chatted and ate. I was calm. But I was also nervous and excited. I couldn’t believe that the day had finally arrived.
The morning’s hair appointment drifted into the afternoon and the start of having my make-up done and getting ready. The photographer arrived and before I knew it, it was time to slip into my beautiful dress, put my red heels on, and take my dad’s arm as he walked me down the aisle.
I remember silently willing my legs to keep me upright. I remember each and every step on the grass towards a red rose petal heart where my husband-to-be was waiting. I remember leaning over and kissing him which obviously caused a stir, but I hadn’t seen him since the Friday and I just had to kiss him.
Our marriage officer led us through our vows and I Do’s. And as I was promising to be there through it all, I couldn’t help but notice how I was barely whispering the words. Not because I didn’t mean them or because I didn’t want anyone to hear, but just because there was so much emotion that my voice just couldn’t take it.
And then we were married. Husband and Wife. With a signed document to prove it and with red rose petals strewn all over us for extra effect.
The reception was perfect. The decor was beautiful. The atmosphere was relaxed. It was like we were hosting a dinner party with our nearest and dearest. The evening flew by in a bit of a haze between starters, main course, speeches and dessert. And although we had handpicked the menu (especially the dessert buffet), I found I couldn’t eat for the excitement. I was married! To the man of my dreams! To my best friend!
PS: Of everything that happened that day, the one thing I’ll never forget is how I burst into happy tears after reading through my Twitter timeline that morning and seeing Gary’s tweet about how he was going to be marrying his best friend.
And now for some piccies… These were all taken by family or friends and uploaded to Facebook. I just can’t wait to see the professional pics…
The setting & saying I DO
My gorgeous dress
My sexy red heels
Mr & Mrs
Continues in part 16 soon…
Continued from part 12…
First a recap…
His Sexiness and I went through a bad patch. So bad that the wedding was called off! But we got to talking, we got to working through things, we got to a place where we wanted to be together come hell or high water…we got to a place where the ring was back on my finger.
And now… Now we have set the date for March and the wedding plans are well under way! YIPEEEEE!
Everything is falling into place so nicely…like it’s meant to be.
We have our ceremony venue and reception venue sorted. The ceremony will be taking place in a garden and as the setting is already so beautiful, we won’t have to spend a cent on decor. The reception venue is just what we were looking for. And best of all, the amazing menu that has been put together for us sounds absolutely tantalising and is really affordable.
Our invitations are being printed, well actually they are being reprinted because for some reason I kept all the previous invitations as we hadn’t yet handed them out. So all we had to do is reprint the insert. And this means that we will be able to get them out quicker.
And now for the details any gal would want to know…the dress and the shoes. Well, I have already met with my dress-maker to discuss the design and type of fabric. And we recently met at The Plaza to buy my fabric. I was so quick in choosing fabric, that she came with me to look at shoes. And as luck would have it, I found my wedding shoes in the second shop I walked into.
So…everything is coming together! And we’re totally excited! And we just can’t wait for our special day to arrive!
Continues in part 14…
On Friday night Eliza and I put on our #SexyShoes and gorgeous dresses and headed off to Montecasino to watch Phantom of the Opera at the Teatro. We had no idea what an amazing theatrical performance lay ahead of us… The opening scene alone left me in goosebumps! And then you add to the costumes, the shoes, the effects, and and and, and you’ve got yourself a one-of-a-kind, live-forever-in-the-memory kind of experience.
So what are you waiting for?! Log onto Computicket and get yourself a seat for the time of your life! The show runs until mid-April so there really is no excuse not to go!
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
PS: Some proof of our #SexyShoes…
There I was minding my own business, reading some of the blogs in my Google Reader, when I happened upon this post on Being Brazen’s blog. And now I have the severe case of “I wants”! I wonder whether Gary will let me do this in our house?
Take a look! You just have to!
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
Dear future kidlets, I want you to take a seat while I tell you the story of how I met your father…
Back in the December of 2007… I had spent my first year working as an event manager and trying to put the things I’d learnt at university into practice. I hadn’t had much time to party during the year what with all the events and trips, so when December rolled around I was ready for a good party! My party partner in crime was a good gal-pal from varsity, N, who stayed just around the corner from me. This was really advantageous as it meant we could always go in one car, and when it came to home time, home was just a minute away from dropping one of us off.
So…one night, N and I went to our favourite party place – Billy the Bums in Fourways. We dressed up to the nines! #SexyShoes for me, a gorgeous pair of jeans, and a strategically made top to show off my make-the-boys-go-crazy décolletage.
We arrived and strutted our stuff into Billies and straight to the bar. A vodka, lime and lemonade was the order of my day. And once the music started, we headed to the dancefloor to shake our hips to the beat and sing along to the songs. But first we needed to find ourselves the perfect dance spot. It needed to be close enough to the bathrooms and bar so we didn’t need to push past other partyers to get a new drink or to visit the bathroom, but also close enough to the outside area so we could breathe in some fresh air every now and then.
So we’d found the perfect spot – positioned closely to the DJ booth so we could request songs, close enough to the doors for fresh air, and close enough to the bar and bathroom – when we spotted a mutual guy friend from varsity, J. And J had brought a few friends with him… *Cue giggle and happy look*
N and I beckoned J and his friends over to join us and that’s where the real party started. Now J was always known for his flirtatiousness, so it goes without saying that N and I would each dance with him. And apparently I gave off the ‘he’s not my boyfriend but I’m so into him’ vibe from the way we danced together. N and I giggled and whispered talked loudly to each other so we could hear but not too loudly to be heard over the music by our little group. I told her I had my eye on one of J’s friends and she told me that she thought he was into me too. I spent the rest of the night glancing his way, trying to dance next to him so I could chat every now and then, and trying to figure out if he was indeed into me.
N and I left later that night after a fantastic party with some fantastic people. I left disappointed that the guy I was keen for had not asked for my number nor shown much interest in me. I left thinking that I’d blown things by being so flirty-flirty with my friend J…
Continues in part two soon…
I may be fond of making lists (and lists of lists) but shopping with a list is such a drag! And this weekend Gary and I have to go do the monthly grocery shop which requires a long list. I hope there will be time this weekend for me to use some vouchers that will allow for shopping without a written-out list, the list will be in my head… I need new sunglasses (I dropped mine and they are barely staying together), work clothes and casual clothes. And I always need more #SexyShoes. Oh wait, there I go again making lists! 
What are you getting up to this weekend?
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
How some women choose their partners – “When I wear my #SexyShoes will he still be taller than me?”
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
A quick guide to a woman’s shopping philosophy…
Perhaps I’d have more #SexyShoes if I utilised this method… *Makes a mental note for the future*
*giggle giggle*
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
Hello and Welcome!
I have finally been persuaded to start my own blog after years of writing “Princess Jess” emails to my closest friends each week. The emails basically served to keep my friends in the know of what was going on in my crazy life! And it helped me to feel like I was keeping in touch with them even though I only saw them a few times during the year…
And so after a month of hinting, persuading, and generally trying to get me to do something about it, Gary (my fiancé) won! So late last night we set it all up. Unfortunately my preferred domain name was taken (Princess Jess), but “Jessica Giggles” suits me just fine!
I hope to write at least once a week. And I hope you’ll enjoy reading the goings on in the life of an event manager, with crazy OCD tendencies, and not to mention the love of all things chocolate and #SexyShoes!
Hugs & Kisses
Jessica Giggles
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