I sort of knew this would happen; I sort of could see it a mile away!
When Cisco first asked me to marry him, everything was going to be kept simple, and small, and the less hassle the better. Well, it's still small, but I've since started thinking about everything that needs to be decided and, well, simple no more!
It is fun. A whole lot of fun! Yesterday I spent hours on Messenger with my Godmother (or Maid of Honour, or whatever it is in English, and, by the way, isn't she fabulous?) trawling the Web (alright, Ebay, really) for a dress, shoes, and a wig.
That's the dress, right there (alright, a version of it), the shoes are too fabulous to be revealed just yet (she found them, of course), and a wig... well, because it's my wedding, and I want my hair exactly as I want it, which would never happen with this thick, overabundant black mass that grows out of my head. So a wig it is!
My godparents are both make-up artists, so I win at that!
I've sent an e-mail to a fantastic photographer, still awaiting an answer; we have sort of decided on a place (somewhere on one of the Albatroz locations, which are all in Cascais, home); we're less sure of a time, though I'm trying to convince Cisco to push it to May - we can fly down for Easter at the beginning of April, then go again in May, with a little more time and less family commitments; I want to design the cards - a small set of invitations (it's a tiny wedding, but invitations are nice), and a much larger set to mail to everyone who was not invited, inviting them to our house (!) Is this a Portuguese thing? Those, of course, need to be printed and mailed. Then there's the legal stuff that needs to be taken care of no less than a month and no more than three months before - we'll need our parents' help in this, so that means signing documents and getting them authenticated, etc. We need to make the arrangements for our honeymoon, think what I want for a bouquet, purchase the rings, a suit for Cisco, choose the food...
Simple, uh?
Still, fun.










Stuart and I took exactly one month between deciding to get married and actually doing it. I thought it was going to be a tiny, tiny wedding but when I arrived he had invited just about everybody he ever knew, including his barber, and they all turned up. Good luck with the preparations.
Posted by: carolyn | December 06, 2006 at 06:13 PM