What Katy did next......

This weekend has been filled with delights.  There were flowers (naturally), there was the removal of the Christmas tree from the garden, the power washer was unpacked from its box and there was a great deal of excitement about the fact that the poppies are in bloom.  We now have a new Union Jack door doormat in pinks, blues and yellows, the wall at the front is Raspberry Bellini and the one at the back is some funny name from the Dulux collection.  I've renovated a piece of furniture with a lick of paint and a few polka dots to boot.  I've not told the Mother in Law yet....it used to be her piece of furniture, I don't think she'll want it back now.

Sam's Chophouse served a great bitter shandy.  I wore high heeled shoes on Friday night and Saturday night.  I didn't on Sunday night, but I did wear a black and white neckscarf. 

Now to Katy.  She's afterall what the blog is about today.  I'm envious of her ballet pumps.  She has two pairs that she wears.  They are flat and pretty and apparently available from Topshop.  She wears them when she's photographing weddings.  She probably wears them in the garden when teaching Sophie about the plants.  She may not, potentially, she more of a 'bare feet in the garden' type of girl.

I digress. 

Here's a few more pictures of the photoshoot in the Northern Quarter.  It was shot by Katy Lunsford.  She's ever so clever.  Images were first seen on Love My Dress.  Here's a link to that spectacular blog entry.

Enjoy the newly seen images....there are more to follow.

Laura x

Team for this included me on blooms, Katy on the camera, Charlotte on the dresses, Nicola on the charms, Ailsa on the styling, Charlie on the lippy, Fred on the cakes,

A wedding south of Macclesfield and a car called Coral

I do love the spirit of a bank holiday.  Everyone's excited.  The weather is a hot topic. I start to be concerned for the welfare of those sleeping under canvas during a thunder storm and I get a trip to Conwy.

For those that are in the know, I'm originally from sunny Hampshire.  Southampton was the nearest big place to go shopping and it's fairly near Stonehenge I suppose.  My family all live that way.  It means that when they holiday, they come to Wales.  Me and the hubbie were invited on the holiday.  We wedged in a three day break between weddings.  It rained.  Alot.  We don't care about these things.  Rain just means that we barbequed under an umbrella, kept the farmhouse warm with a roaring log fire, put on raincoats to take my Aunts dog for a walk, went to a lot of lovely country pubs, ate out at the Groes Inn and stayed in and played Scrabble.  It's my new favourite game.  24 was my highest score in one go.  Not bad.

It occured to me in the car on the way home that I'd not written about the wedding near Bristol.  It was a lovely one indeed. I decamped to my Nanny and Grandad's house and worked from the workshop in the barn.  It was lovely.  Water vessels were posher than when I'm here.  The floral pottery jugs are lucky to still be in my Grandmother's possession.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the World my cousin Daisy bought a car.  It's new name is Coral.

Laura x

 

The brides friend handpainted each of the teapots.  As a thank you gift, the bride gave me Brimstone.  It's in my kitchen.

Tea pots brimming.  I love tea.  I love flowers.  I love teapots.

Close up of the bouquets.  Anenome, pittosporum and double price tulips to name but a few.

A pretty welcome to a beautiful church.  The verger really liked this one. I exchanged some tulips for the heating to be put on.  It was super cold in the Church!

1950's wedding dresses invite you to the fayre with bunting and colour

There was no way that we were going to a wedding fayre in April without bunting.  Not on your nelly.  I made it myself.  I was pretty proud of it really.  It's now on proud display in a cake shop in Manchester.  They took a shine to it, I thought it was a shame to put it in a box for storage.  It's theirs now.

As usual, there was no 6ft trestle table on our stand.  They really should only ever be used for white elephant stalls at village WI events.  I love those.  Treasure troves for purchasing vessels that make for quirky vases.  Egg cups are a recent favourite.

The stand was focussed on three things.  A stunning 1950's inspired dress from the incredibly gorgeous Charlotte Balbier collection, a serious injection of colour and a macaroon tower from the English Rose Bakery.  I am most definately partial to a macaroon or two. 

I met some lovely brides on the day - can't wait to do their weddings.  One is having a mass of sweet peas, heavenly. 

On board for this little day trip of colourful wonders was the English Rose Bakery, Louise Ellen Designs, Charlotte Balbier, Silver Sixpence and my own personal collection of shoes - not for sale I'm afraid.

Hope you enjoy the pictures, even if they do feature me with a poppy in my hair.

Laura x

The most colourful of bouquets.  Perfect companion to a Pimms I say.

A close up of a Charlotte Balbier accessory.  It's my favourite.  I may wear it next time.

The stunning Sweet Pea dress by Charlotte Balbier.  Love the cinched in waist.  I had a lady enquire about whether she thought you could Lindy Hop in it.  Don't see why not. 

Wild and wonderful.  No cheese wedge orderly carnations and chrysanthymum to be seen.  Thank goodness.  PS yes, that whopper in the centre is a single rose. It's a biggun - you've got to be big and blousy for the 50's vintage vibe.

The mood board with stationery created by Louise Ellen Designs.  Her hubbie to be came up with the table name.  He's rather clever.  Does and excellent jive.  I think it's his favourite.  We call him 'The King' of jive.  I'm sure he'd like that.

The stand in all it's colourful glory. 

Me, with a poppy in my hair putting the final touches to the stand.

The jaunty angles are improving.  Even if photography is not my strong point, I like to think I have a go.  Now, that's a good attitude, wouldn't you say?

Blossom branches, limonium, stocks, roses and loads of other blooms in here.  Anyone else think the light looks a bit like a full moon?

The anenome's were a hit with a little girl who gave an audibly cheeky giggle, picked it up and started running off with a large grin on her face.  Happy customer I say.  Was incredibly funny.

I let her Mum run after her.  I had four inch heels on.  Good call wouldn't you say?