OK.. rant time!
I paid for a series of ads in Wedding Ideas back in the summer, it seemed a good idea at the time,
Mary Jane style bridal shoe with crystal buckle
New shoe!!! a gorgeous Mary Jane style… perfect for round toe shoe brides
bridal shoe corsage 4" heel
Think this is a beauty…. RoseKate, the peep toe rose corsage bridal shoe – this in a 4″ heel and champagne gold satin, and exclusive from us! Bespoke Big Day!
All Wedding Ideas brides, please keep your eyes peeled for the latest edition of Wedding Ideas, featuring our beautiful bridal glitter shoes – Cleo. Exclusively available from www.bespokebigday.co.uk
A perfect choice for brides who want to co-ordinate their bridesmaids, but not have the same shoe – and who want something a little more interesting than just dyed satin. Cleo is the contemporary satin court with a gorgeous glittery heel; is available in 8 heel heights, 30 glitter heel choices and 30 satin colours – a true mix & match. Ideal for bridesmaids who are all different heights
Gorgeous bride / bridemaid shoe
available to match YOUR wedding colour scheme in red, fuschia, apple, cobalt, turquoise, black, gold, silver, sky blue, pink, blush, and soo many more: check out the website www.bespokebigday.co.uk
Noticing a trend towards the round toe wedding shoes or peep toe bridal shoes ? Let me throw this into the mix?
What do you prefer… round toe wedding shoes, or… peep toe bridal shoes kind or girl.
Mae with 4" heel
OR are you a traditionalist and think the elegant pointed toe is the ONLY way to go?
Check out our gorgeous styles, whatever your preference at www.bespokebigday.co.uk
Just wanted to say a huge thank you to all the ladies “up north” who came to say hello at the Yorkshire Brides show last weekend! xxx It was lovely to meet you all and I hope to hear from you soon!
Well. to be different, i’ve tried very hard to maintain this in my personal and professional life – certainly, almost all the gorgeous shoes on bespoke big day are unique, original designs, from me! yay!
However it hasn’t failed to escape even my non-conformist peepers that brides this year are loving the lace! So much so i’m bringing out 3 more lace beauties.. but you’ll have to wait to see them 
Rebecca bridal shoe
Release date: 1/4/09 – it may be the day for fools, but we certainly aren’t!
Also, the more observant amongst you will notice I mentioned crystals! I sure did… How about a mini-platform peep toe with sparkly crystals adorning the toe? loving it! Due for release in around.. 7 days! yes really!
Not long to go!
Your heel, your colour, your very perfect wedding shoes! www.bespokebigday.co.uk – exclusively!
Take time to breathe!!
So there’s seven months til the big day and a number of things occurred to me. The venue had been rearranged, the chair covers and dresses ordered and the shoes sized to fit my humungous feet (Yes, Rachel really is an angel in disguise!!) and although I was enjoying every minute of the planning, I wasn’t getting a minute to myself. Then it occurred to me, I was absolutely bleeding knackered!
So my beloved whisked me away for a lovely weekend by the sea (in January) to calm me from my mania. And do you know what, it worked a charm!! Up until then, my main focus was the wedding, but for that whole time all I did was take photos, eat nice food and drink wine (slightly too much of it in fact).
It wasn’t until I got home and was telling everyone of the pleasures of the seaside when the tide was in and there was a storm raging that I realised, the wedding was practically planned. It didn’t need to rule my life, I just needed to check on it every now and then and keep a back up plan to hand just in case.
So, now I have returned to the world of calm (ok, not calm exactly but Kat calm) I decided to get a kitten. Cleaning up broken vases and trying to coax it out of the kitchen cupboards should stop me going all bridezilla for a while at least.
My thinking is, as long as everybody turns up on the big day, none of my guests give birth during the speeches and I don’t lose my shoes and tiara in a drunken frenzy, then the wedding will turn out just fine!!
Kat
xx
So.. we’re getting married! you’d already guessed. And, anyone who knows anything about me knows that I make the absolute most of everything I do. I can hear hubby’s answer right now, arguments, shopping, yes yes you name it.
Well, anyway on to my next subject; the first dance. Don’t leave it too late or you’ll not have time to practise, but start early and you risk forgetting everything you’ve been taught and wasting that £45 an hour lesson! yikes. I think our first dance lessons in total cost more than the flowers…
First lesson cometh. Bring a pair of dancing shoes or heels – you’re having a laugh? I can hardly walk in heels let alone dance? So duly, I bring my only remotely comfortable heels, at about 3″ – oh will I thoroughly regret that in just over 20 minutes.
Firstly we can’t find the studio. We bicker whether its the door on the right or the one on the left, neither really wanting to be the first in. So after a considerable moan about yet again, i’m the path-leader. Do I really have to do EVERYTHING?
You can grasp from now that we’re both in a thoroughly good mood by the time we start the lesson. Now: you face your wife-to-be, put your left arm here and your hand in the others. I feel like i’m back in the playground twisting arms as a 6 year old.
She steps forward, he steps back, and so on. Sounds easy? right. yes. I mean ; are you kidding? AFter 40 minutes, we’ve just about grasped the moving forward and then backwards and decide that was money thoroughly well spent. So, when’s the next lesson?
OK – so if we admit it – buying our wedding dress really is the holy grail of the holy grail (shopping) – it is the UBER shop of your life.. you expect champagne, roses, mums crying, wedding dress shop ladies smiling at you like you are an angel…
cue – screeching of the record as it falls, nay is ripped from the record player! i’m sure i’m not the only bride who’s experienced a bad wedding dress experience (or several)…
So……. 2 weeks after engagement, I eagerly ring round my 2 BM’s (bridesmaids, if you’re not with the lingo) for their availability, then organise a dress appointment with the 2 shops in my local town! I’m sure i’ll find something from here that I love, and that will be sorted (and on to the next thing on my list!)
We happen to pick a slightly damp, rainy day, and because one of my BM’s is as tight as a duck’s bottom, we’re parked as far away as possible from the shop – but wahey the parking is free…. 
S
Arrival at the shop – hmm. no singing angels, or fanfare as we enter. That’s OK, i’m sure it will all happen in good time. firstly, the lady at the counter told us we’ll have to wait – never mind i’ve booked an appointment, the dress owner isn’t here. Hey don’t mind us, we’re only considering spending a months salary in here? don’t hurry yourself!
So we browse around, taking in all the “lovely” ivory dresses circa 1992. its official, we’re in wedding dress hell. Just as i’m about to slam my hands down on the panic button and shout abort – lets go to the pub instead the dress lady, finally appears. I mention that I’d like a non-white dress i.e. gold / pink or maybe something in lace? uh-oh. do I see snakes in the lady’s hair – not white? what sort of non-conformist young woman am I hehe
To my huge surprise we manage to dig out a gold lace number with a brooch to the empire line waist, and I rather like it! so, I drag it to the dressing room (thanks for the help over here!) am thrust a pair of 3″ stillettos in my hand, despite my cries that H2B is 1″ tall than me and I won’t be wearing them on the day. I struggle into the dress, now for 2 reasons,
1. the dress is a size 12 – wedding dress sized 12, which means a 10. I am not. I’m a averagely proportioned curvy 14-16. this dress is not going to go over my ass!
2. no-body offers to help me into the said dress., so trying to balance on the stupid damn stilletos, wiggle something 2 sizes too small over my head within a space of approximately 2sq metres, there’s going to be trouble.
Literally nano-moments before I go crashing through the changing room curtain with my bare ass for all to see and the dress stuck over my head, I am saved by the wedding dress lady.
Says I “please can you pin it – so I can see what it will look like on, the zip won’t go up (funnily enough?)
Says the lady, who will soon be known as something rather much less ” we will fasten up the zip. You will obviously be going on a diet for your wedding day anyway”
KA-BOOM!
smiling through gritted teeth whilst the <cough> woman breaks 2 of my ribs forcing up the zip, and causing my internal organs to stop functioning… I slowly smile to my BM’s that special smile, when you know there’s going to be blood.
Thankfully, she takes notice and feigns a mobile emergency to get us out of the shop and swiftly despatched into the pub….. until the next time )
happy dress hunting
xxx
