I'm baaack! A few wedding photos for ya

Soz for the lack of posts recently - I believe it's been a month since my last! But I'm back from a loooong honeymoon and am finally getting back on the blogging treadmill.

I had the most perfect day. It was everything we could have hoped for. I know every bride says that, but somehow weddings always seem to turn out that way. I was never a "wedding" type... I always thought I'd elope one day to avoid all the attention and hoopla if a man ever had the cheek to propose ("Don't you know me at all??"). But actually, it was really special having our family and friends there to celebrate our marriage with us... many of whom hadn't seen each other for years. It was an utterly joyful day.

Lots of you wanted to see some wedding photos (aww I'm very flattered by the interest! Just don't give me a "Four Weddings"-style score, ok?), so here are a handful (or two) of the official photos. As always, you can click on the photos to enlarge.

Above, the finishing touch from Sam Sham, my hair and make-up artist. A diamante and pearl hair vine which I bought at the last minute after deciding I needed some glitz (given that my ear piercings have healed up and I can't wear earrings). I love this vine!

Above, all done!

Above, leaving the Langham hotel with my gorgeous bridesmaids. I was laughing at the photographer, Douglas, trying to take a nice photo of us, but we're all laden down with bags like bag ladies, especially my sister (couldn't it have been something more stylish than M&S, Smello??).

Above, the ceremony and reception were both at the Royal Institute of British Architects (RIBA)... a really interesting-looking art deco (slash Egyptian) public building in Portland Place, London.

Above, walking down the aisle. It's all real now!

Above, the ring is on, hurrah!

Above, after the ceremony we walked down the road to Park Crescent, a private garden of Regents Park, for champagne and canapés.

Above, but it's not a British wedding without a spot of rain. Oh dear. Good job we decided the day before to get a marquee as backup, eh?

Above, it's still raining. But smiling through the thoughts of muddy shoes and dress hem.

Above, it's back to RIBA for dinner and jazz...

... and dancing!

Our photographer was Douglas Fry, who managed to produce over 500 amazing photos from the day. We love every single one. We chose him for his "reportage" style. I'm rubbish at posing for photos (cue involuntary gurning and double thumbs up) so we kept the formal photos down to fifteen minutes of post-ceremony "bridal party" group photos and everything else on the day was natural. We have so many memorable photos of our friends and family laughing, with every emotion perfectly captured. I just wish I could jump into the photos and be with everyone again!

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