This morning as my alarm blasted off at six a.m, the first thought in my mind was that in exactly three months, I will marry my Italian fiance in Stockholm. In a wedding planned entirely from London. And absolutely NOTHING IS READY.
If you run into me on the street these days, please don't get alarmed at those enormous black rings under my eyes. I promise I am not turning into a panda. This is simply the face of a woman who's getting married in three months and is constantly losing sleep worrying "if everything will be ready in time, and what if it rains? What if our Italian guests get lost on the way to the venue? What if my sister won't be able to find a babysitter...or won't want to bring her baby? What if David has a nervous breakdown? What if..."
I bet you can sense where this is going. And before you start any attempts to reassure me with comments such as, "don't worry, it will all be fine" or, "I'm sure your wedding will be amazing", please keep in mind that today is 14 March and
(although I'd still appreciate the aforementioned reassurance attempts. Just so you know.)
I know that at first glance it may not look as dire as I claim it is, because as of now:
Hair - check
Makeup - check
Officiant - check
Venue - check
Dress - check
Photographer - check
Invitations - on their way
But on the flip side:
Catering - no
Official documents - no
Rings - no
David's suit - no
Talking to my mother, if anything, speeds up my already-imminent heart attack. Here are a few of the "helpful" things she's said so far (and my replies):
"You have to get the catering sorted, dear. What if people show up and there's no food?"
We'll just have to pick some twigs and leaves from the garden then, Mum.
"But who cares about pretty invitations? People are going to throw them away anyway."
Hmm, maybe we should just print directly on bin liners?
"Do you absolutely have to have Italian food? What about a Russian-Italian fusion?"
Yeah, I'm sure there's a catering place that does that. The Russian Bride And Italian Groom Caterers of Stockholm. By the way, that sounds DELICIOUS.
"Vegetarian? But what are people going to EAT??"
I'll go with that twigs and leaves idea again on this one.
"Are you sure that David will still want to go through with this?"
Thanks, Mum. Just..thanks.
Jokes aside, my mother, sister and maid of honour are a huge help - today, my mum actually said, "we need everything to look beautiful, because we have such a gorgeous bride!" (aaawww). Without them, I would be crying into a bottle of Chardonnay at this very moment. My husband-to-be, on the other hand, is surprisingly chill about it. He's the one that has no suit and no wedding rings, yet his supreme chill-out attitude is impressive. I wish I could find a way to master that all-Italian "relax, we'll get to it" art of keeping it supremely cool. But I guess they don't call it "bridezilla" for nothing. Now, where did I put that Chardonnay?
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