Confessions of an Imperfect Bride ~ Part Two

Part One of Katie’s WONDERFUL wedding report can be found here. Though, it has to be said, this part is more than capable of standing on it’s own with it’s hilarious, charming, romantic and adorable moments.

Read on, and be prepared to spend all day grinning like Katie in her post-wed amazement…

The morning of our wedding, I woke up at 5.30am because I had suddenly remembered that I needed to remind Gareth to take the laptop to the marquee before he left for the church. I text him to tell him, then realised that this was not an awfully romantic gesture, so followed it up with a text saying I LOVE YOU, PLEASE STILL MARRY ME TODAY YES?! Luckily, despite the 5.30am wake up call, he agreed. I settled back down to try and sleep, but it was no good, I was awake. Even more unromantically, so were my bowels. All the butterflies that had been colonising my tummy for the past week were making a sudden bid for freedom. With THAT scene from Bridesmaids playing on a loop in my head, I ran downstairs (via the loo, obviously) and swallowed two Imodium tablets, because no-one wants to be the bride with diarrhoea. 15 minutes later, my insides still felt unsettled, so I took several more, just to be certain. No blog or magazine I ever read prepared me for the fact that I would be so nervous and excited and hyped up that I’d spend the start of my wedding day on the loo, and the next 20 minutes frantically popping Imodium tablets. As my bridesmaid said when she later found out “you took 300% of the recommended dose Katie… how much did you think you were going to poop?!” I didn’t have an answer to that. Probably just as well, really.


Having dealt with this highly classy start to my bridal experience, we commenced getting ready. I was expecting to find the morning of my wedding a bit stressful, I thought that I would be anxious and nervous about the day ahead. I think the photos speak for themselves on this, I’m laughing in 90% of them. I chose exactly the right people to surround myself with that morning, the people who know me well enough to know how to relax me, so that even when it was discovered that I hadn’t ordered enough ties for all the ushers, I managed not to completely lose it. And even when I ran completely out of time, I somehow managed to keep it together.

Funnily enough, the one genuine near catastrophe that we experienced on our wedding day barely even stressed me out; as I was getting buttoned into my dress, hair and make-up all done, I got a phone call from my husband-to-be, who was at the church and had just been told by the vicar that he hadn’t received our Banns certificate and couldn’t really legally marry us. This was obviously slightly concerning, pretty much the one thing you REALLY don’t want to hear actually, especially considering that I had very definitely posted the Banns certificate through our vicar’s door 2 days before. If he didn’t have it… neither did I. I remember saying to Gareth “does this mean we can’t get married today?”, not panicky, just vaguely disbelieving, and hearing my Mum, from behind me where she was helping button my dress up grimly saying “you ARE getting married today” with all the determination of a woman entirely prepared to go and search our vicar’s house from top to bottom if necessary to make our day happen. I have no doubt she would have done so, too, but luckily it wasn’t needed as I remembered that, in a fit of paranoia weeks before, we scanned our certificate and emailed it to ourselves. Gareth showed the vicar the scan on his phone, forwarded it to him, and that was that. Saved by paranoia, technology and an iPhone.

 For me, the best thing about getting married was getting married. I enjoyed the whole day, but the ceremony was the most amazing part. Walking into the church, with so many smiling faces turned towards me, all radiating love and joy for us, was one of my favourite moments. I had no time to worry about being the centre of attention, I was grinning so widely, so happy to see familiar smiling faces surround me, so buoyed up by joy,  I just loved every minute of the aisle walk, it was incredible. And then… the look on my Mum’s face as she watched me approach, the squeeze of my Dad’s arm as we reached the top of the aisle, and the smile on Gareth’s face when I stood next to him. 

I remember the ceremony in flashes; I remember welling up as my Uncle gave his reading, and laughing as Gareth’s Dad gave his. I remember swallowing tears to say my vows, and fighting to keep my voice from breaking as we exchanged the rings. Most of all I remember the moment our Vicar announced that we were officially married, and invited our guests to give us a round of applause. I actually have no words to describe that moment, we were simply so happy. For a second, there was only the two of us, grinning at each other, overwhelmed by joy. And then there was the applause, the smiling faces behind us, the subtle mopping up of tears from friends I would never have believed would cry at a wedding. Gareth tried to kiss me on the lips, but I was smiling so widely, I simply couldn’t stop grinning, that he had to navigate around and kiss my cheek.

From that moment onwards, I was a lot more relaxed. That bubble of euphoria evaporated the last of my tension, I was almost manic with joy. I was so much more relaxed in fact, that I loosed my iron hold on my composure, and when our wonderful singer, Naomi, sang the opening line of You’ll Never Walk Alone, in memory of my Grandpa, I instantly burst out sobbing. Proper, undignified, wailing sobs, my Mum had to step in to remind me what my Grandpa would say if he could see my crying for him on my wedding day (he’d have shaken his head and tutted at me not to be so silly).

As we left the church, I was still in my bubble of happiness, but during the photos outside the church, despite obviously being overjoyed, I have to say I was unromantically starving. To be fair to our amazing photographer, he took the formal photos we wanted in record time, but I was so hungry from all the anxiety and excitement that my stomach was audibly rumbling, and in between almost every shot, I was muttering to whoever was around me “I am SO hungry, I could eat my own arm, OMG, seriously”, the very epitome of a serene and classy bride, until eventually my 10 year old cousin came over and offered me his last two Haribo to placate me until we could get my empty stomach to the reception…


Photo of me telling my sister that I’m STARVING taken by a very talented friend. All the other photos are by our photographer, Andrew Dobell.


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  1. Steff
    Posted July 10, 2013 at 7:14 am | Permalink

    Yay for part 2!!!

    Katie your happiness literally jumps off the page. You look simply stunning in every picture! Can’t wait for part 3!! Xx

  2. Posted July 10, 2013 at 7:43 am | Permalink

    1 – yes to the Imodium story
    2 – i want to hug your 10 year old cousin

    • Posted July 10, 2013 at 8:55 am | Permalink

      Yup, I was going to say that Haribo-cousin is the cutest :)

      You looked so beautiful and happy, reading this was like floating on your cloud a bit. Wishing you all the joy, always.

      • Posted July 10, 2013 at 12:55 pm | Permalink

        He is the most awesome, right?! He’s the youngest (far left) in the photo of Gareth with his ushers and groomsmen. He’s too cool, he’s now 11 years old and is in an actual rock band, and he’d still give me Haribo if I looked desperate. I love him.

        K x

  3. Fee
    Posted July 10, 2013 at 8:59 am | Permalink

    I love love love this! You look so wonderfully happy in all of the photos. Can’t wait for part 3 xxx

    P.s. Me three with the Immodium overdose. I think it lasted throughout my 3 week honeymoon.

  4. Posted July 10, 2013 at 9:08 am | Permalink

    How was “invest in imodium” not part if the AOW A to Z? This is new and vital information to me!

    Katie I love that you’re not just feeling what you should be or expect to be feeling, you’re still just you. In bride-mode. Plus now you can eat haribo to remind you of your wedding!

  5. Posted July 10, 2013 at 9:31 am | Permalink

    I love this and I also want to add that you look STUNNING in all of these pictures. So full of joy and love and also STUNNING.

  6. Yanthé
    Posted July 10, 2013 at 10:27 am | Permalink

    Katie this is brilliant! Having suffered from what can only be described as the worst ‘stomach flu’ of my life just a few hours before I had to get on a plane, I can entirely sympathise with taking a whole packet of Immodium. I did, even after having an injection to ‘paralyse’ everything. I get a nervous tummy too so those are definitely going in to my wedding bag. (yes, the effects of overdosing on Immodium will mess you up for weeks but it is well worth it for the reassurance!)
    And thank you for saying you didn’t have time to worry about being the centre of attention walking in to your ceremony because that is my biggest fear.
    If we’re only up to leaving the church then there is definitely going to be a Part Three, yes??
    PS – You looked so beautiful!

    • Posted July 10, 2013 at 1:11 pm | Permalink

      Yes! I totally ate prunes for breakfast for our entire honeymoon. Before my fry up and pastries, OBVS. I completely LOVE all of you who are agreeing that Imodium is totally essential, many folks have laughed at my poo paranoia, just another reason why AOW is the best.

      I was so nervous about the aisle walk, but I genuinely didn’t even think about people looking at me, not in that sense. Everyone was smiling so widely, all I saw was their happiness for us, and it just made me grin wider and wider. Plus, by about halfway down I was fixated on Gareth, I didn’t see anyone but him once he’d turned around!

      KL x

  7. Posted July 10, 2013 at 12:06 pm | Permalink

    Utterly joyful! I totally agree about being STARVING long before there was due to be any food – I think there is definitely a market for bouquets with built in snacks, no?! x

  8. Amanda M
    Posted July 10, 2013 at 12:45 pm | Permalink

    Damnit, I should TOTALLY have had a child with Haribo present – genius. I wasn’t hungry at all but can never say no to a Haribo.

    You look fabulous and very, very happy. Love that you proper wailed! All the emotion had to have an outlet. And love that your mum reminded you what your grandfather would say. She looks great too by the way. And sounds great – “You WILL be married today”: that’s what you need on your side.

    Sounds like the getting ready was amazing and just one of the happy memories you’ll have.

  9. Gwen
    Posted July 10, 2013 at 1:22 pm | Permalink

    I often think that there should be a book of secrets that women need to tell each other for future reference, but never do. The immodium one needs to go in there.

  10. Posted July 10, 2013 at 1:41 pm | Permalink

    There are no words for me to write that would let you know how much I love this post Katie. All your photos are beautiful, but that one of you and your dad in the car wowzers!! Also is that your mum in a vivienne of holloway dress? I think it is and I think your mum rocks!! xx

    • Posted July 10, 2013 at 6:32 pm | Permalink

      Yep, she is wearing a VoH dress, and she does indeed very much rock :-)

      KL x

  11. Zan
    Posted July 10, 2013 at 5:03 pm | Permalink

    Awww – wonderful! Katie you look amazing in all your wedding photo’s! I was worried I may have an ‘Immodium moment’ the morning of my wedding. Instead (due to unforseen sunshine & heat) I just sweated. More than necessary (so much that my sister shoved a small towel down the back of my top while we were getting ready and we almost left for the venue with it still in!).

    Looking forward to Part 3 :)

  12. Posted July 10, 2013 at 8:10 pm | Permalink

    I love all of this, I can identify with every word and the photos are so full of happiness. Definitely yes to suddenly realising how hungry I was. Our ceremony was at 1.30pm, we had an early breakfast and it didn’t occur to me until we were standing outside the hall before dinner at nearly 5pm that I never had any lunch…

    Most of all, yes to the favourite thing about getting married being the getting married.

    Looking forward to Part 3!

  13. Sarah
    Posted July 11, 2013 at 8:14 pm | Permalink

    Lovely, that is all x

  14. Posted July 12, 2013 at 9:59 am | Permalink

    Who ARE all these people who tell you won’t be able to eat a crumb on your wedding day?? Nonsense! Katie you look so glamorous and SO beautifully bursting with joy. Still lobbying to be adopted into your family. Mummylase is ROCKING that dress.


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