being part 2 of 2 on the whole getting married business. Part 1 involves food, cake and design stuff. This involves clothes.
I’ll do the smaller bits first.
The flowers and buttonholes – the white roses of Yorkshire – were made by Chivers in Charlotte Street. The bouquet survived being gripped very hard by me during the ceremony, and also had a good balance to it so the throw went precisely towards a target. Heh heh heh.
The rings were from The Wedding Ring Shop in Hatton Gardens. We’d previously got the engagement ring from The Victorian Ring Company down in the Gardens, and the shop did a good job of matching it.
The chap’s suit was a classic dark Ben Sherman, worn with equally classic Dr Martens shoes. Cufflinks from one of the various gentlemen’s outfitters on Fleet Street.
And then there was my outfit.
Quite simply, the day could not as gone as well as it did without the sterling and fabulous work of Kelly Hale. She took an initial idea – that I wanted something like a Dior New Look suit – and made it totally real. She sourced a 1958 pattern (So Vintage Patterns) and some red wool fabric, customised the pattern to suit me, made a test version in cotton and then got the final version to me in time to be hemmed and pressed over here. Because we did the entire work on it via t’internet. I truly wish she could have been over here with us to hear the many, many compliments and admiring looks the suit got.
Scrapbook of ideas, including the pattern:
me & the chap | me and carrie (big magpie)
To support the outfit, I also used the following people…
- The Cloth House for buttons and Borovicks for both hat netting and the silk used to repair some of the vintage items I found elsewhere. Both shops are on Berwick Street in London and are places I could lose hours browsing.
- The Real Macoy in Exeter for a original 1950s cocktail hat of black velvet and raffia.
- Wow Retro on Drury Lane for an original 1950s petticoat. Twitter followers may have spotted I spent a lot of time repairing it but it was worth it for the way it held the skirt out. Modern petticoats just aren’t as layered or complex.
- What Katie Did in Portobello Road, for various underpinning items which held things in and created a more classic 50s posture. I’m not saying which items but this faux vintage is lovely.
- Damian Carberry, the alteration tailor in Exeter who hemmed the skirt in less than 24 hours.
- Valentino Dry Cleaners off Shaftesbury Avenue for within the hour pressing of the one-off suit (and the chap’s shirt). What’s good enough for Paul Smith is good enough for a Kelly Hale one-off!
Oh, and for those final details: the shoes are my favourite work shoes from Office 18 months ago, the top under the suit was from Monsoon and the bag is from Top Shop. The earings (never seen) were a present from Carrie who did sterling work as the maid of honour all the way through.And clearly enjoyed dressing like Tippi Hedren.
Again, there are no words to really express how grateful I am to Kelly for the suit. I had backup dresses, I had an anxious wait when it got stuck in customs over Easter, and I had doubts and fears over having picked red wool, but all of those things vanished when I put the suit on and danced through the day in it. Ta, pet.