Flower on the Hill

I’d always thought “once a bride, never a bridesmaid” was going to apply to my life, having never really been close friends with girls for most of my life. Boys always seemed to be more suitable companions for me - not really a tomboy, but never interested in the cattiness and drama that often comes with a close-knit group of girlfriends.

Much to my surprise (and delight), my sweet friend Kyla recently asked me to be her Matron of Honour. My first response was “YES!”, my second response was “the word Matron makes me feel old.” This totally helps to fuel my current wedding-holic tendencies. I can now continue to spend several hours each day researching for nuptials inspiration without feeling guilty or ‘past due’.

Not 6 days have passed since I accepted the offer and I’ve already planned out the bachelorette party, picked a theme for the bridal shower, begun discussing venue options for the Stag & Doe, and sketched out a list of ideas for wedding prezzies! You might think that I’m ‘just excited’ and will ‘eventually calm down’… but I pretty much went at this pace throughout the entire 16 months leading up to my own wedding, why should I stop now?

I’m the one with too much time on my hands :)