After hardly sleeping a wink, I woke up on Saturday, the 2nd of August, a very cold and wintery morning in Melbourne. Our wedding day was finally here, exactly 9 months after Damien surprised me with a plane ticket to Melbourne at our 5-year anniversary dinner. When we arrived in Melbourne, he whisked me to down to Mentone beach to propose and of course I said yes! We spent the rest of the weekend visiting our friends and family to tell them the great news. We have been living in Sydney for almost 4 years now, but Damien’s proposal was a perfect representation of how important our friends and family are to us, and this was definitely reflected in every aspect of our wedding.
It was a whirlwind of activity at my parents house the morning of the wedding, but I felt quite calm as I was helped into my beautiful vintage inspired
As I arrived at the church with my dad, I hardly felt the cold. The string quartet started playing Bach’s Air on G inside the church and I knew Damien was walking down the aisle with his mum and couldn’t believe how close I was to becoming Mrs. McLeod. The pageboy and flower girl, just 3 and 1 respectively, stole the show with their perfect walk down the aisle holding hands the entire way. Finally, as Pachalbel’s Canon started, the bridesmaids walked down the aisle and the crescendo of the piece, I made my grand entrance. I’ve never seen my dad so happy and seeing my gorgeous husband to be looking dashing in his Hugo Boss suit, I burst into tears!
The ceremony was perfect and it felt quite ethereal in the impressive Gothic style Chapel of the Holy Spirit at Melbourne University. This sense was only heightened as Sinead, one of the bridesmaids, sang a beautiful rendition of Ave Maria during the registry signing.
Following the ceremony John took some family portraits including an impressive photo of all of our friends and family in front of the church. We then headed up to the Swanston St roundabout to take some photos, with lots of well wishes from the passing traffic!
Our entrance at the reception venue was a huge highlight, as we were welcomed and cheered by all of our guests. We were struck with the beauty and warmth of Quat Quatta, with all of the open fires and the beautifully restored period features, it was such an inviting space. The flowers were absolutely beautiful, thanks to Suzette, one of my mum’s best friends, as well as the little bonbonnierre jams which were all handmade by Robert, Damien’s 84-year-old grandfather. The jam labels and nametags featured our monogram; all designed (along with the invitations and order of services) by Alyssa from Ironic Workshop, Damien’s sister. One of our favourite decorations was the framed photos of our parents, grandparents and great grandparents from both sides on their wedding day.
The father daughter dance was very sweet, as my dad had been taking dancing lessons for months with my mum in the lead up. Finally, Damien and I had our first dance to a special song “Till the end of time” by Devotchka, the title track to Little Miss Sunshine, a movie we saw on one of our very first dates.
The speeches were lovely with both of our dads saying lots of complimentary things and Ben, the best man, giving away a few of our uni days shenanigans. When Damien got up to speak, all of the South African men pulled their chairs to right in front of him and in the traditional Boer way, started singing all sorts of silly Afrikaans songs to throw him off his game. Luckily, Damien had been forewarned and to their surprise instead of being put off, he had some fun with it!
Finally, we did the bouquet toss, the garter toss and the guard of honour and before we knew it, the day was finished. It flew by, but luckily we have so many wonderful photos to remind us of our beautiful wedding day, thanks to John and Jane from Sujon photography.