Small town lovers, Angela and Bede kicked off their forever story at their local. Their wedding effortlessly blends vintage style with a touch of designer, the bride rocking a killer pair of orange Alexander McQueen heels (Angela is a fashion aficionado, blogging at her online home Her Heart Cries Fowl).
With her son, Mars, walking her down the aisle and their ceremony held at a heritage chapel, the intimate affair captured our hearts. We know it will capture yours too.
How we met and how he popped the question…
Bede & I both grew up in the Clarence area, and had a lot of mutual friends that knew each other really well, but we’d never actually crossed paths during our entire childhood or adolescence… I went off into the big wide world, and in 2006 moved home from a stint in New Zealand to settle down and let my son Mars grow up in Yamba like the proper little beach rat I wanted him to be. I snagged a job as a Barista at a small cafe, which happened to be Bede’s daily caffeine supplier.. he used to come in every lunch time with some mates and we got to know each other and chat all that new exciting flirting stuff.
As we got to know each other better I’d scam rides off him to work as I was car-less and his office was conveniently just near the café, and we’d talk music each morning – we just really gelled so well. Eventually it ended up in the standard “Yamba Romance Story” – in that we were at the Pacific Hotel one weekend about 6 months after we meet, and after a few drinks off we went! I’d say there is a large majority of locals who have the same story! Luckily he ended up being my best friend.
Engagement wise, we had looked at just running off together & getting hitched but feared there may have been a slight backlash from our friends and fam.. We’d already tee-d up the celebrant before we got “engaged”, so after a day spent wandering about Minyon Falls & weaving through the hills at Federal, amidst a giant NYE dinner in Lennox Head we sort of just fell about engaged.
Through the headaches and haze of January 1st 2013, we decided to keep it a secret until the entire wedding was planned for some crazy reason. The first anyone knew about the engagement was when the invitations went out in the mail! That was the most fun, hand delivering these gorgeous invites to friends who had NO idea, and watching their faces as they opened them trying to figure out what was going on.
Why we chose our venue…
The ceremony was held at St Luke’s Chapel, a beautiful heritage chapel in the heart of Chatsworth Village, 20 minutes down river from Yamba where we live.
The reception held immediately next door in the Chatsworth Island CWA hall. Both venues were quite small so it allowed us to keep it intimate and just share the day with those that have shared our relationship with us from the start.
My dream team…
Judi & Kris from Little Gray Station were absolute rock stars. The CWA hall was essentially an empty shell –wooden floors, high ceiling, old piano on stage and a photo of the Queen. It was perfect as it meant we could style it exactly how I had pictured, and still had that old school hall feel that we wanted for a proper party.
They answered every stupid question I had about fairy light wattage to placement of port-a-loos, and they were like ghosts on the weekend, the first time I saw the hall was when Bede and I walked in after the service, and it was just breathtakingly perfect.
My bouquet, the boys lapel roses and the baby’s-breath and daisies for the reception styling were by Passion @ Flowers. By bestest girl Imogen works from Byron and I knew she would find the perfect coloured roses to match those Alexander McQueen heels!
Invitations were designed and printed by The Distillery. I had collected vintage Penguin Book cover postcards and we turned them into the RSVP card to go with the invites. There ended up being a bit of a competition going over who could find the most obscure postage stamp to return the RSVPS to us, with one couple going bananas and having our faces put on a sheet of 50 stamps just to post one card!
My dream dress…
I chose a Carla Zampatti piece off the rack in a mad rush by myself whilst Bede was off having his suit fitted at David Jones. It may have been my third choice…after a Camilla & Marc dress and a vintage number…both of which are still hanging in our spare room next to the Zampatti number now…
In the end, the Zampatti was just the perfect choice to go with the style of the party; I think trying to pick a dress before we had the reception planned just didn’t work for me. I had thought I wanted a coloured dress, but went with the classic ivory, complemented with the McQueen patent pumps. The rings were Tiffany, with Mars & Bede both in suits from David Jones.
I always knew I wanted our great friend Alex Dobson to shoot, even though he doesn’t actually shoot weddings, and he’s told me not to include a link here! He is absolutely the most fun, and his partner Kristen is just the event Co-Ordinator extraordinaire she helped the day run so smoothly and took over all the little details for us at the church and ushering everyone for the 20 minute gap between service and party before the sunset for photos.
My favourite memory
We had asked one of Bede’s good mates if he would be our celebrant a few months before we’d even gotten engaged officially, we knew that Mako was the perfect person to help us get hitched in our own style.
Only he & his now-wife, and Bede & I knew that Mako would be our ‘Priest’ in the church, which made for some fun lies on the day as he had to sneak away from all the boys to be at the alter before us.
He was funny & witty and having someone who knew us from day dot made all the difference.
We also had two friends play acoustic covers of Bruce Springsteen ‘I’m on Fire’ as I walked down the aisle with Mars to give me away, and then play “Elderly Woman at the Counter of a Small Town” by Pearl Jam as our first dance.
My advice for other brides…
“Love is friendship set on fire”. Marry your best friend.