Friday, July 24, 2009

One Special Dress



Some thirteen or so years ago, in the wee small hours, I returned to my south London home, collapsed into a chair and with shining eyes announced to my Pot Noodle-eating flatmate: “I’ve met him.”

So began a long and drawn out affair – just getting the ‘him’ to notice the her. Almost as soon as he had noticed, my visa expired and I was back in Australia. So began an excruciatingly drawn out, long-distance affair (of sorts), until the penny finally dropped and the guy realised he couldn’t live without the girl either. Not that we’d lived together. So began a short and sweet three month affair being ‘fiancées’ (it says so in my passport). This was the get-out clause, before a quick-sticks-or-someone-will-be-kicked-out-of-the-country, wedding.

Weirdly, I discouraged my Aussie friends and family from travelling to London (“we could be divorced in a month!”) and it was only a dear Dutch friend/bridesmaid/matron of honour/flower girl (she hauled over a plane-load of tulips) and my adamant Mum whom I ‘allowed’ to come. Such is my regret.

Mum made my pillar box, London-bus-red wedding dress. It caused some great angst as she sewed into the wee small hours from far, far away and there was much finger crossing for its sizing and its safe arrival. It still hadn’t shown a month after sending, one week before the wedding and the London-based FedEx office was bribed with bottles of wine to encourage them to consider conducting a decent search.

It was only when we were exchanging vows amongst fifty mutual friends and family at the Wandsworth Town Hall, that the Mr and I looked into each other and it was all very clear: we are made for each other.

It was a special day. It’s a special dress.


PS. Check out Pip’s place for a whole week of ‘special stuff’...

PPS. If anyone knows a wedding dress-sewing genius, local to the Melbourne area (my Mum near fainted at the suggestion) can you let me know? A friend is in need. She’s not the type to give her mother in law the fright of her life by turning up in red velvet to marry her son. She’s more the elegant, streamlined, understated kind...

35 comments:

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Of course your mother made it to the wedding ! Mothers will travel across ice caps and deserts to children's special occasions .And yours is obviously Super Mum ..... that dress is beautiful !!

Andrea said...

congratulations you gorgeous people!!
xo andrea

floortje said...

love the dress, love the story! so good to see when people are so happy together..

Leonie Guld said...

What a fantastic story!!! Hey the color of that dress is stunning. Congratulations to you both, heres hoping for a cuddle tonight with a "special ending!!"

kellyi said...

That's soooo romantic. Our "meet" is no where near so sweet. he accidentally tipped a whole pint of lager over me. Not in a "whoops, I splashed you" kind of way. More a "you're so short I didn't see you, and now you are dripping from head to toe" kind of way.

And I married him?

Sandrine said...

Thanks for sharing your special story, your dress is such a statement!Beautiful;)My sister in law married my brother in olive green/ bronze and now I think I should marry my man again to be more creative with my dress...Not sure he will see the funny side of that;)

Nikki Cardigan said...

I guess being the colour of passion, red seems a perfect choice for you and for the beginning of your marriage. Another great chapter in the M&E story...

Cath from chunkychooky said...

hehehe - great story, great dress. Mine had been right under my nose for a year, quietly in love with me ( so he reckons) and one night we were back at a mate splace and he cooked lamb shanks for everyone and all of a sudden i went "Who is that?" 10 years on still very happy.

natalie said...

CONGRATULATIONS and here's hoping all the romance comes flooding back.

Tinniegirl said...

That is an absolutely fabulous dress, and a wonderful story.

Gina said...

You look... vivacious. Beautiful. I can't believe you got married in red. I wish I had!

m.e (Cathie) said...

Gorgeous!!! you are a true romantic, love the pic.

A Spoonful Of Sugar said...

What a beautiful romantic story!! Love the photo and your sweet dress - how special that your Mum made it for you.

Stephanie said...

Lovely story. My daughter is the type would would only consider wearing something non-traditional to her wedding. :o) That is one gorgeous dress.

Mel said...

Well aren't you just the gorgeous one! What a fantastic photo and what an amazing dress! Well done Tania's mum :)

Lovely story too!

Peta @ Pippiwillow said...

I'm so smiling at your "I just married MY bloke Grin" in the photograph. Thanks for sharing your story. I got married in burgundy with streams of hand threaded beads from my neck, over my 20wk baby bump right on down to the floor. Peta xo

Anonymous said...

Great story, great dress, great couple!

Me

Madeline said...

The first go round (thanks to pressure from my mom) I wore white. If I ever find a "one" I think I might just go for red. You look absolutely stunning!

One Flew Over said...

A very special story, thanks for sharing!

Christina Lowry said...

So special! That photo is fabulous and your dress if devine! And tulips! I had just tulips as my wedding flowers too. My dress was a bit more understated, in that it was pale pink. But it was the only dress I could find on short notice that I wanted. :)

Umatji said...

lovely story. Isn't it great when your life is full of them!

Maree said...

Congratulations...a Lovely story & one that will be Repeated often...Love the Dress..

beck said...

Wow, what a beautiful photo!! I like the way you are in a whirl, your head spinning and the flowers twirling and your fella grinning from ear to ear! Beautiful!! (I wore red too!) xo

faithhopeandawholelottalove said...

Beautful story - thanks for sharing :)

Black Eyed Susie said...

Love that dress. You look absolutely stunning. I was so, so close to wearing blood red silk but wussed out slightly. No white for me though!

Suse said...

What a fab photo. And you had white tulips! I'm so jealous - I wanted white tulips and the florists told me that we'd scheduled our wedding two weeks AFTER the white tulip season. White tulips start after and finish before coloured tulips. APPARENTLY.

(I married an Englishman too).

Happy anniversary!

Cute as Buttons said...

Happy people, happy memories. Thanks for sharing so many lovely parts of your life. Lisa x

Christy said...

amazing dress and cute love story!! I love the pic!

Anonymous said...

Love the story Tarn!
You look radiant in that photo!
Sounds to me like you could always renew your wedding vows (down the track) so that your friends and family down under can share the joy once more!?

As for a wedding dress-sewing genius..I have a number (somewhere if I can find it!)of a wonderful dressmaker who at the time worked with two other friends and made me an exquisite gown.
They were able to recreate my vision and I felt like a princess in the process!
Love Jen xo

Karen said...

Such a lovely story! Particularly like the reference to giving your mother-in-law the fright of her life with your dress, which was gorgeous by the way.

Christie said...

*sniff*

beautiful story & i love the red dress

if you are still in need of an amazing dressmaker let me know

thea said...

aaaaaaw.
I had to fight and convince my boyfriend that I was it and I just knew it too. I think he's only just coming round...

thea.
xx

(www.forthevisionaries.tumblr.com)

cindy said...

i love your dress! :) and what a lovely story!

i wore a lilac dress instead of the traditional white for my wedding. what can I say? i am not about keeping up appearances...

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful Bride and Groom - You were certainly made for each other.

Sandra @ Pepperberry & Co. said...

Awww! Too much sweetness and romance and gorgeousness!! I love it. Sigh. What a beautiful story.