Now I don’t want this blog to turn into a sounding board for my rants but there has been a black cloud hanging over this week in the ominous form of an insurance company. Yesterday I found myself sitting in a van amid a sea of candelabras, outside a marquee, arguing with an over-sensitive insurance man about van mileage and Autotrader. Wedding season is wonderful and completely consuming at the same time. It’s hard to deal with the mundane stuff when you’re busy creating cloud-like arrangements on candelabra…
This is proving a popular choice this year - ivories, champagnes, soft peaches - massed frothy petals in what I refer to as a “Martha Stewart Hamptons wedding” look. When I first started training I had a Martha Stewart Weddings book full of large scale, large budget, American society weddings. And there was a lot of petal action in it. I’m a foliage girl, I love foliage and this kind of look requires very little greenery but whenever a bride chooses it I always end up thinking it looks perfect - very classic, very soft and very pretty. As a passing customer commented, “like a marshmallow”.
In contrast, my other bride went country, seasonal and bright. Excellent choice to carry against an ivory dress on a slightly grey Northumbrian day.
And now, an afternoon off. Like Joni says, if you need me I’ll be in the bar.