Bride to Be Diaries: Our Procrastinating Bride is feeling on top of things!

Good morning one and all!

Sweating enough!? Sheesh its a hot one this week, not that we are complaining particularly, just wishing the UK was a little more equipped with air con and ceiling fans!

So its time for our gorgeous Natasha, aka The Procrastinating Bride, to let us know how her planning is going in her second instalment.  And considering her moniker, she appears to feel on top of things…

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Our Procrastinating Bride is feeling on top of things!

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Hope you’ve been enjoying the glorious sunshine we’ve been having. I can’t believe that this time last year, Steve proposed! He came home with a bunch of beautiful lilies last week for our engage-iversary (we didn’t actually celebrate this by the way) and it suddenly dawned on me that there are less than 6 months until our wedding, eeek!

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Now, considering I’m the Procrastinating Bride, a lot of things seem to be sorted. I say a lot of things, we’re talking on Tash terms here. By a lot of things, I mean the venue, the dress, and we’ve almost come to a decision on food. (We’re both foodies so narrowing our choices down needed a lot of thought.)

If you’re an organised bride, you’re probably thinking that I’ve only scratched the surface with planning but, in my head, we’re on top of things.

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So, what did we do first?

We booked our venue pretty quickly. My mum and I were browsing at venues online a few weeks after Steve and I got engaged; admittedly, I wasn’t really looking properly because it seemed like early days, but there was one venue that stood out from all the others. It happened to be holding a showcase event the following week so Steve, my parents and I decided go along. We loved it and so it was decided that we’d get married at Oldwalls: the first and only venue we went to see.

As I said earlier, Steve and I are foodies so it only made sense for us to go to a cake tasting session. I was in my element. Not that I ever need an excuse to eat cake but, when it’s part of the planning process, wedding planning instantly becomes more appealing when cake is involved. Particularly when you’re not a planner anyway.

We stuffed our faces with a range of delicious favours, including chocolate and salted caramel Italian buttercream, and around two hours later, we rolled away with full stomachs and happy hearts. To all couples getting married: cake tasting is an experience not to be missed, even if you just come away from it with ideas.

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I came across Cakes by Katy at Cwtchfest. Go along to the next one if you can; it’s worth it and I’m not just saying that because I’m a Cwtch Girl!

Next: the dress. I won’t share details of my dress on here for obvious reasons but, Laura May Bridal on Cardiff’s Crwys Road and Allison Jayne in Swansea are two shops that I’d recommended to any bride who hasn’t yet found ‘the dress’.

Not only were the dresses beautiful, the overall experience at both stores couldn’t have gone any better. When you’re trying on a dress, the last thing you want is to feel rushed or under pressure to make a decision and I can honestly say that Laura May and Allison Jayne did not even come to close to making me feel this way. I tried on my first ever wedding dress in Laura May, an Enzoani number, and remember feeling how surreal it was to be trying on wedding dresses!

That’s all from me for now. We’ve got our 6-month meeting with Oldwalls next week, so I’m sure I’ll have plenty more to update you on next time!

Happy planning to all brides and all grooms! If all else fails, eat cake.

The Procrastinating Bride xxx

Bride to Be Diaries: Introducing The Procrastinating Bride, Natasha

More introductions! This week its our fabulous new Bride to be, Natasha, aka; The Procrastinating Bride!

Over to this little beaut to tell you more about her and her husband to be……..

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Hello, beautiful brides-to-be! My name is Natasha. Most people call me Tash or Natash (which I find quite endearing) and my mum often refers to me as Last Minute Lucy…which is why I am The Procrastinating Bride!

I’m an SEO Copywriter, or Creative Content Executive when I want to sound fancy, but basically, I write for a digital marketing agency. When recently asked to describe my role in seven words for the company’s website, I said: writing, tea-drinking, more writing and eating cake. It’s pretty accurate.

I first met Steve on Bonfire Night back in 2004. My fifteen-year-old self didn’t particularly want to go out that night but, after a little persuasion from my parents, I went along. Someone introduced himself to me as “my paper boy” which I found charmingly strange and, somehow, he wangled my MSN ‘addy’.

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Nearly twelve and a half years on, that paper boy is my best friend and fiancé: Steve.

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Steve and I both grew up in Cardiff. In fact, our family homes are pretty much around the corner from each other. I fled the nest to study Fashion Journalism at university in Surrey’s lovely little Epsom, then returned to my roots after graduating.

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Although practically all the jobs in my field are in the London area, my twenty-one-year-old self couldn’t wait to move back to home sweet home. Distance really does make the heart grow fonder! Cheesy, but true.

Steve and I went on our first date to the cinema when we were 15 and 16 (Steve was in the year above in school; yes, I still think in academic years).

We’ll be 28 and 29 when we get married at Oldwalls in December this year and it’ll mark, almost to the day, 13 years of Team Stash; a nickname we acquired by friends while holidaying in America. We loved the idea of a winter wedding and, of course, December is particularly precious to us!

While many would assume that I was expecting Steve to propose, I couldn’t have been more surprised. In fact, I forgot to answer when he was down on one knee. My heart was saying a million times yes but my head couldn’t quite believe it.

We were on holiday in France last year with my grandparents when Steve asked me to marry him. They’ve been caravanning for years and asked us if we wanted to take the trailer tent; a cheap holiday (we’d recently bought a house) in the sun. We were sold.

Steve hadn’t been to France before and I had holidayed there a few times as a child. I vividly remember going to the beautiful Le Mont-Saint-Michel and told Steve all about it. We decided to stop there on our journey down to the Vendée.

24 hours later, we arrived at the iconic landmark. Steve insisted on taking his rucksack; he wanted to carry our jackets in it in case it was windy at the top. I told him we’d be fine so, he ditched the rucksack, and we made our way up to the castle.

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Little did I know, Steve had a reason for wanting to take his rucksack. That reason being a ring!

Anyway, that didn’t happen. About a week later, after a bit more travelling, the two of us went for a meal at a restaurant in Jard-sur-Mer.

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Steve had been acting a bit strange in the run up to the meal.

En route to the restaurant, Steve suggested a selfie with the harbour in the background. It was windy and I just wanted to get inside the restaurant but, agreed to have a quick photo.

Steve set his phone up on a bollard for a timed selfie. I went over to check the photo and was told not to press anything, that the phone would automatically take another one. I somehow came out of this setting and, as I turned around to explain this, Steve was down on one knee.

The soppy sneak had tried to capture the moment on camera!

Once I’d found my voice and, of course, said yes, we went inside the restaurant. Reality suddenly sank in and I became a blubbering mess! We enjoyed a delicious meal, went back to our campsite bar for more celebratory drinks and later, cracked open a bottle of bubbly back in our tent.

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I’m extremely excited be a Cwtch girl and I’m very much looking forward to sharing my wedding plans with you. Hopefully my laidback ways will instil a sense of calm in those who feel like they’ve left things too late! Trust me, if you haven’t done your seating plan, The Procrastinating Bride hasn’t either.

Which reminds me: I still don’t have a colour scheme! Not that I’m remotely worried…

Admittedly, it all feels rather narcissistic writing about me, me, me but, hopefully, my wedding journey will help you on yours! Until next time, Cwtchers. Big, bridal love x