...I was going to comment on your recent post. But at the time I read the post the comments on other posts were getting, shall we say, slightly tetchy. And frankly I didn’t want to get torn to shreds. I’m a coward and I’m ok with that.
Anyway, to get to the point (and I appreciate I’m slightly late in getting there) and in support of the venerable garment that is the epitome of all things 70s, I thought I’d send you the above photos of my wedding last year. I wore a Temperley kaftan. I am led to believe that it was supposed to be beach-wear. I loved it. My husband loved it. The guests said they loved it. My brother said I looked like I should be in Blake’s 7.
And that’s all I have, other than to say that you evil club of mean hipster brides rocks. But you knew that anyway.
No, YOU ROCK.
(Images 1 +2 by Laura Hall, Image 3 by Carl Lewis)