Whenever somebody tells me they’re getting married, I always congratulate them and as if by default I always follow that up by saying: “I love a good wedding.” A few months ago this very conversation played out in the kitchen at work and before I knew it had a formal invite to a beautiful wedding land on my desk.
Of course, in these situations one has to wonder what on earth am I going to wear? And so a trip to the shops was on the cards. As I was invited to the ‘night do’ as us northerners so affectionally call it, I wanted something dressy, befitting of the season and something a little sparkly to satisfy the inner magpie in me.
