When Cheap Geek and I got engaged last year, we had hoped for a simple wedding. If CG had his way, there would have only been thirty guests. If I had my way, we’d be donning the clothes we wore when we first ‘met’: me in a paisely-patterned vintage dress, him in jeans and a Space Invaders T-shirt.
Seven months on, our guest list is encroaching a hundred, friends and family are having costume changes, and Mum’s planning on mobilising an army of uni student helpers. I went bridezilla a couple of weeks back, venting about wedding invites. I had heard ‘It’s your special day and you should do whatever you want BUT…’ one too many times. Continue reading