Oh, how this day began! With will it?, won't it? skies. Chris decided that it wouldn't, so we set up everything at the end of Jones Bay Wharf and waited for Kim. One minute cloudy. The next, steaming hot and then, just our first little flowergirl, began to walk , the skies opened - and it was torrential.
So... a false start... a mad dash to cover, leading around 100 guests out of the rain and under cover and then, having hidden Kim from Chris, all through the back door of Flying Fish, and through the kitchen. Pied Pier style. ( and a very, very big thankyou to the staff at Flying Fish who were absolutely fabulous whilst all this was going on - so helpful, so friendly - and so very, very soaked to the skin)
Squished into the balcony area, we began again , just a little wetter than before!
In spite of its damp beginning, this was a lovely, lovely ceremony, light and sweet, with the odd giggle - and quite a few tears - from everyone.
I loved everything about Kim and Chris. The way they were so easy to please. The way they are almost completely different, yet entirely in-sync. They were cool as a cucumber about everything up to the day, and despite being a little emotional, took the whole downpour in their stride, and laughed about it later! Perfect.
PS Kim had the cutest pair of killer heels I have seen in a very long time - mauve tulle, with bows on her ankles. Fantastic!
these photos all thanks to Matt Reed Photography who had a big giggle at my expense as I ran for cover, microphone in hand, getting very, very wet!
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