Of Spilled Champagne and Stolen Shoes: When Things Don’t Go to Plan

Dearest Darling

Let me begin with a tale.

The bride was radiant. The aisle was petal-strewn perfection. The groom, beaming. The flower girl? Missing.

She had, it seems, discovered a plate of canapés and was busy living her best life behind the dessert table. Chaos? Yes. Catastrophe? Absolutely not.

You see, while we dream of perfection, weddings tend to arrive with a bit of unexpected flair - and not always the kind we ordered. From groomsmen who forget their jackets to rogue gusts of wind that reveal more than one’s garter, I have seen it all.

And so, today’s entry is a celebration of the beautifully imperfect.

A button may pop. A zip may stick. A heel may sink into the lawn.
But the love? The laughter? That, my darling, is always on schedule.

Here’s what I suggest:

Pack a bridal emergency kit. (Safety pins, tissues, fashion tape, breath mints… and maybe a chocolate or two.)

Designate a calm human. Someone who doesn’t flinch at spilled wine or last-minute seating changes.

Laugh often. Especially when the DJ plays the wrong song or Uncle Barry tries to freestyle.

And should things unravel - take a deep breath, sip your champagne (or water, if necessary), and remember: You’re not hosting a military parade. You’re getting married.

Imperfection is not only inevitable - it’s rather charming.

So strut, stumble, spill, or sparkle. Your day will be yours no matter what.

With love and a spare bobby pin,
Lady Belle