Bag: Brown & Berry*
Calm, cake and lots of ceilidh (pronounced ca-lay-lee). Or Irish dancing, to you.
Those of you that follow me on Twitter and Instagram will have followed the journey of my Auntie’s wedding from when I spent months stressing about an outfit (and deciding on a beautiful baby pink suit the week before) right up until the night itself when I was coaxed into doing shots with my Uncle and eating an obscene amount of cake in the early hours of the morning. I would have snapchatted the whole thing, had I had any internet connection whatsover. But I didn’t, my one and only (very petty, “first world”) reservation about the beautiful location.
Matara was the dream wedding venue; with acres of beautiful landscaped gardens and a stunning Georgian manor house, it was picture-perfect. From Friday through to Sunday, family and close friends stayed in the gorgeous Kingscote Park House. With enormous rooms, an abundance of floor-to-ceiling windows (and a very covetable window seat that I couldn’t resist taking a photo in) and a traditional farmhouse kitchen to gather all the guests, it was the perfect place to reunite family and friends and toast a very special occasion.
The wedding itself was untraditional, simple and very beautiful. Following a short introduction from Matara‘s owner, who conducted the ceremony, my Auntie and Uncle spoke the vows they had written together before a series of readings took place (one from me which was both an honour and a terrifying ordeal but one that thankfully went relatively smoothly – albeit accompanied by a little nervous perspiration) that had been chosen by the bride and groom themselves. The whole wedding party then proceeded to walk deep into the grounds to The Wishing Tree, where everyone tied a colourful ribbon around a branch upon making a wish. Next came champagne, mingling and lots of photos. When earling evening came around and a light chill was in the air, we all moved inside to be seated for an extravagant, delicious 3-course meal (where my dietary requirements were catered to perfectly – very impressive) in a beautifully-decorated hall with lanterns stringing from the ceiling and laughing Buddhas adorning the tables.
The sky was then lit in a rainbow of colour explosion with the most impressive firework display I think I’ve ever seen. And the finale was beautiful – a giant heart-shaped sparkler with ‘J&D’ woven inside, the initials of the bride and groom.
The rest of the evening was spent dancing, drinking, laughing and celebrating the rare and beautiful love between the marital couple. Auntie and Uncle, if you’re reading this (I know you probably will at some point), I wish you a lifetime of happiness and fulfilment – the closeness you share and the respect you have for one another is something that I and many can only dream of. I love you both, so much.
Love, Beth xo.
Disclaimer: all items marked with an asterisk have been gifted to me for promotional purposes.