The wedding of the century is upon us, if you didn't know. I'm excited. Very excited. I've expressed in the past that I'm not a Royalist, I'm an 'intrigue-ist', for a better choice of a word. So when Kate and Wills tie the knot on Friday, I'll be watching all eight hours of the BBC's coverage - with a close eye on what everyone is wearing; obviously Kate, but the Queen, Princess Anne, the younger princesses and Camila (eek!).
I'd be a bad blogger if I didn't speculate on what dress Kate will go for, but speculation becomes rumour and rumour becomes lies and before you know it she'll be wearing a black tuxedo or her birthday suit. So no, I'm not going to speculate. However I would LOVE her to wear Vivienne Westwood (Carrie Bradshaw's dress would be a good choice), naturally, but she won't. Or a spectacular Marchesa gown would look gorgeous on her, but she won't. Instead we'll have to wait, just a few more hours.
Weddings are funny things, and they do funny things to a lot of people. I've lived through many. Mostly Jewish weddings which, as ya'll probably aware, can become mini productions. It starts with the engagement parties, dinners, celebrations. Then comes the wedding dress search (I went with my sister and was plied with champagne!), invitations, guest lists and caterers. Table centres, flowers, table cloths, chairs and the like come next. The table seating plan is enough in itself to cause a divorce before the actual wedding. Food tasting is fun but you have to consider everyone, and then comes the dilemma of bespoke apple crumble or an assiette of teeny tiny tasters.
There's family politics with who you invite, where they are seated (annoying relatives are usually behind the pillars) and what people wear. Oh God, the amount of 'I can't believe she wore that' or 'that colour was ALL wrong for her' or 'she actually looked lovely, but didn't like her bag or shoes' that fly round after a wedding is unreal. Granted I do have my own opinions, but it's just funny to hear other peoples.
Brides go into melt down. Wedding crash diets rear their heads for both bride and groom, mother of the brides, mother-in-laws, gay sons. Mother-of-the-brides are often over run with big day plans, money worries and dress fittings. I'm sure The Very Mummy G carried a table seat plan with her for weeks before the wedding making constant changes.
This is why Kate and Wills have it relatively easy. Yes, they have the whole country, maybe even the whole world watching their wedding, but really they have a lot already organised for them. Like, for instance, their kiss after the service, it has an allocated time, and at least she knows where her jewels are coming from!
So I'm excited. Excited to see what traditions are still in tact, how they are together and, more importantly, excited to see what deserts they have!
Anyway, I've digressed for a bit too long, the point of this post was to show some gorgeous wedding dresses that Kate should think (or should have thought) about. So, enjoy. And enjoy Friday's coverage too!
***Some of Monique L'huiller's bridal spring 2011 collection***
