It’s weird when something you’ve been waiting forever for actually happens.
I’ve known Selina and Jed as a couple for about as long as I understood what relationships were. Jed has been apart of our family since I was 11 years old. To me, they are the definition of made for each other.
I flew back for 4 days from New York to attend the wedding of the year (meticulously planned by Selina).
The rehearsal dinner was step one:
We were marched off to bed early to get our beauty sleep for the big day ahead.
And so the morning came, and it was my sister’s wedding day.
We were hauled out of bed at black o’clock to start the beautifying.
And there was a fairly civilised breakfast before the craziness started.
I also made a snapchat filter so we could capture the wedding on all social channels of course.
It was all very chaotic and passed in a blur and all of a sudden we were being marched out the door and up the aisle. I cried at least 3 times, including when I was reading a poem aloud (I carry your heart, E.E Cummings if you were wondering). Before I knew it they had said I do and we were strolling back down the hill to be ushered into photographs and start the celebrations.
Aided by oyster shuckers of course.
When the tent opened for dinner, and everyone was free to admire all of the hard work and impeccable planning Selina had put in.
The food was delicious.
I chose the pork belly with black pudding and poached egg to start.
The snapper with cous cous and potatoes for main.
I snapped a picture of the steak too..
And to finish I had the cheese.
This was certainly not the last of the food however. There was a dessert table, pizza trucks and a burrito bar. All of which I sampled.
I’ve never been so full in my life.
There was speeches (I cried a lot), dancing, and fireworks and it was a wonderful evening.
The wedding didn’t end that evening. All of the guests stayed, and were invited for brunch the next morning. Most were clutching bloody marys and laying in the grass, but it was a great way to round off the weekend.