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Husband Points

12 Dec

Today is my 31st birthday, and last night Mr Monster presented me with an early gift. Check these babies out!

Birthday boots

At the weekend he heard me casually comment to a friend that I had always wanted a pair of Doc Martens, and that I wasn’t allowed patent shoes as a child. Connecting those things up as well as realising that I’m a colourful kind of gal, he bought me these amazing hot pink patent boots. I adore them and can’t wait to get out and about in them.

Unfortunately I’m a bit out of sorts at the moment. I’ve been ill for a few weeks now with coughs, colds, and muscular aches and pains. I finally relented to the insistence of friends and family telling me to see a doctor and am now on the road to feeling myself again thanks to some antibiotics and the order to rest.

Normal monstering action will resume shortly, but for now I just wanted to take the chance to thank my Mr Monster for all he’s done for me over the last little while. Besides my lovely birthday boots, he has had endless patience and compassion for me whilst I’ve been poorly and despite work going crazy for him this last couple of weeks he’s been racking up husband points galore. Going to the shops to get the food I fancy eating, sleeping on the sofa so I can have the bed to myself (although I suspect my incessant coughing has had something to do with that too), keeping everything going behind the scenes, and stroking my hair to sooth me when I get frustrated with the fact that my body feels like it’s falling apart. I’m a lucky little monkey to be able to call him my husband.

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Wedding Memories

20 Nov

I’ve shared a lot of wedding snaps with you  here on the blog, but now that we have our official photos back from the very talented 88Photography and Ruth Garner Photography, Mr Monster has made us a little website where if you like, you can have a flick through our memories. Just click on the image above to take you there!

‘The Dress’

18 Oct

It’s the post you’ve all been waiting for. The tale of my attempt to create my own wedding dress.

When we first started planning the wedding I couldn’t imagine myself in a bridal gown. I was never one of these girls who dreams of  her big day or walks around in her mum’s high heels with a pillowcase veil pretending to be a bride. It’s just not me, so I had to do it my way. I relished the idea of turning my wedding dress into a work of art so I could walk down the aisle with pride. Originally I had planned to make it from scratch but I’m soooooo glad that I abandoned that foolish idea before I started!

To get the ball rolling I went to try on a few off-the-peg dresses. Having never worn anything like a wedding dress, it was impossible to know what I wanted. I had a vague idea of a prom style dress but didn’t want to rule anything out. I nearly fell for this gorgeous little number…

…but after flouncing around like a princess for a good half-hour, I had to relinquish the gown as it would not have mixed well with roller skates and bowling. Instead I had a go with the prom style dress I had imagined, and I was sold.

I did learn from dress number one that I love a bit of bling, and armed with that information I set about finding a base at which to throw as much sparkle as I could muster.

I found what I was looking for at Honeypie Boutique, an online wedding dress supplier with a healthy selection of vintage inspired dresses, all with glamorous names like Audrey, Lauren and Greta. I chose Grace, a simple satin bodice with sweetheart neckline atop layer upon layer of tulle skirts. I was a little worried as there were very few reviews I could find on wedding forums but I took a chance, placed my order, and was very pleasantly surprised by the quality of the dress for the price. This was it in its virgin state.

Not bad on its own, but a perfect blank canvas for a crafty bride-to-be. As it turns out, a little too blank. The endless possibilities proved a little daunting and I needed some inspiration. A great excuse to recruit Mummy Monster and pop to London for the day. The dress collection at the V&A and the gorgeous fabric shops of Berwick street left us positively drooling with excitement. On the train home I sketched idea after idea, eventually deciding that sometimes less is more and settled on something like this

With my love of buttons and the wealth of pretty buttony goodness available on the internet, I couldn’t resist taking a little pearly queen turn with the project. Mr Monster began to get a little suspicious as packets of buttons kept dropping into our post box. I wanted to give the skirt a bit of sparkle so set about sewing them onto the skirts. What I hadn’t anticipated though was that they would all have to be sewn on individually to prevent the thread showing through the tulle. I wish I had counted how many I used, but I reckon it was a couple of hundred, all tied on and tied off individually by hand. And so the embellishment began…
As with all projects, naturally I got to that point where I stood back and thought “I don’t like it”. I think the enormity of the importance of the project started to get to me as well as a touch of crafters self-doubt. Thanks to the patience and support of a few friends, and of course my mum, I was able to bounce ideas around and eventually feel a bit happier about what I’d done. It all came together one evening when I was playing around with the idea of using some vintage lace around the waist. I needed my hands free to do something else so hung the length of lace around my neck briefly, caught sight of it in the mirror, and BAM! The lace halter-neck was born! Funny how things work out sometimes. All it needed to top it off was a waistband with a cute feature bow, and of course a few more buttons.

By the time I was finished (less than a week before the wedding, last-minute-Larry indeed), I was in love with my dress and felt like a fairy princess when I tried it on for the first time. What’s more, when Mr Monster saw me coming down the aisle, he loved it too. Mission accomplished.

So without further ado, let’s have a look at my dress in detail, starting with a shot from the day which gives you a glimpse of my handmade felt bouquet.

And a few of the dress in all it’s glory.


The Future’s Bright

13 Oct

A funny little coincidence happened on the wedding day.

While I was out trying on wedding dresses with mothers of the bride and groom way back in February, we took a shortcut through a bookshop. I have a bit of a thing for children’s picture books and am a sucker for a good title or a cute cover illustration. I was struck by both when I spotted this little gem by Rachel Bright

The story is about a little monster who above all things just wants to find someone to love. He searches high and low, and just as he is giving up hope and things are starting to get dark, he finds a lovely lady monster to be his partner. It really struck a chord with me and felt that it told the story of Mr Monster and I to a tee, so I bought a copy to give to him as a gift on the morning of the wedding, and also made reference to the story during my vows. I am reliably informed that he had a bit of a ‘moment’ whilst reading it (although he’ll hate me for telling you that!)

Unbeknownst to me, that morning one of the lady ushers had given Mr Monster a card in which she had written a poem by the same author. He liked it so much that he had it written into our ceremony and it was read by the friend we had roped in to officiating the blessing for us. It was just perfect and I really wanted to share it with you here. As part of our ceremony it made me laugh, and touched my heart in ways that only great poetry can. It would seem that Rachel Bright is on our wavelength!

A Wonderful Wedding Weekend – Part 2

12 Oct

So this is where I left you yesterday

Mr Monster and I had safely arrived at our reception for the festivities to begin. Unfortunately I don’t have many photos of the reception until the official photos arrive but I will fill you in as best I can.

We chose our local bowling alley which just happens to be on a retro theme with checked floors, rockabilly styling and the best alcoholic milkshakes I’ve ever had. We’ve had a lot of good times there throughout our relationship and when we approached them they were really excited about the idea of throwing a wedding.

The world over, Bristol is known for its graffiti. It’s not all about Banksy, we have so many talented artist who daub our city with colour and humour. Our reception venue is located on a street which every year is the focus of a festival called ‘See No Evil’, a massive celebration of street art where the walls and pavements are plastered in graffiti, some of it hundreds of metres high.

We were excited to use the street art as the backdrop for our formal photos to really capture the spirit of our city. We have to wait a few weeks for our professional photos but we have one as a taster (top of the next batch), and I’ve managed to round up a few others taken by guests whilst we were posing.

Mr Monster and The Monsters in-law

Mummy and Daddy Monster

Best Man and Father of the Groom

Formal photos done, it was time to have some fun. A toast of sparkling cider (we are in the West Country after all), a buffet of burgers, and time to get bowling. We had all the lanes open for free for the night, table football, pool tables and a karaoke room, all of which were well used throughout the evening and it was lovely to see guests who had never met before teaming up and getting some competitive spirit going.

We had beautiful cakes on stands made by my mum, and card and advice boxes made by the mother of the groom, both of which I’ll show you in another post.

The speeches were heartfelt and funny, everything a good speech should be, and there were quite a few damp eyes around the place by the time Mr Monster took to the stage to perform ‘our song’ for me. We didn’t really fancy the idea of a first dance and instead decided to do a first song. Mr Monster is a talented musician, I however…am not. We only decided which song to sing four days before the ceremony, so our rendition of ‘You’re my best friend’ by Queen was not without its flaws but I like to think that it had a certain charm about it!

Happy to make way for the real musicians, Mr Monster’s band SplinterBox wowed the guests for a bit with some original songs, before the band we saw the night we got engaged hit the stage with some filthy jazz. To round the night off, a friend and his band played us out until the wee small hours. The bowling lanes were busy until the very end, the delicious barbecue went down a storm and I’m sure that everyone had a good time.

Exhausted but elated, Mr Monster and I checked into the honeymoon suite, popped a bottle of champagne and collapsed into the jacuzzi bath. We had pulled off the wedding which on paper could have been a disaster, but in reality was a personal, emotional, and exhilarating rollercoaster of a day. It was perfect for us, and will be a day we will never, ever forget.

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