I wish these pictures could properly show you my dress, but Tuesday morning was the coldest, wettest day that you could imagine for May and the colourless sky stripped all the green out it so that in these photographs it’s decidedly blue. The shade Lesley called ‘Windows default’!
So you’ll have to take my word for it: that I’d brought to grey Woolwich, where the ceremony took place, some turquoise. The colour of the Dalmatian sea near the shore where the pine trees and the summer sky reflect in the shallows.
Right now, the dress is hanging off the picture rail in the living room. In the calm after the storm, I glance at it occasionally. The colour is so intense and the crepe texture makes it look almost velvety. It was definitely the right idea to go back for the silk. … To think I was almost a polyester bride!
Yes reader, it was my wedding dress!