Wedding Season is dawning upon us, as the scent of summer is in the air, bridesmaids heels clacking on stone pavements, cherry blossoms flourishing in green parks. Confetti is spilled across lush green open spaces, the crackle of champagne bursting through the vicinity. The taste of wedding cake crumbs our lips, prosecco poured merrily into waiting glasses, guests laughing with unadulterated glee. It’s the most magical time of the year for a wedding, the cusp between spring and summer, where two souls unite in matrimony, their love clear for all to see. And as for the wedding guest, their calendar is rammed with weddings galore, friends and acquaintances alike throwing caution into the wind, a kiss sealed with a wedding certificate, love conquers all. And thus the hurry and the flurry begins, flicking through our wardrobes and pulling out our hair, as we compete to be the best dressed wedding guest in time for wedding season. Dresses and jumpsuits, skirts and trousers strewn across carpeted floors, flowers crowns lined up in a row begging for inspection. Clutches bedazzled, embellished with promise, rings glistening under bedroom lights. But despite your best intentions alas the wedding guest uniform is lacking, dresses from 10 years ago faded and tattered, merely little budget to find something new. Then it hits you, Pretty Little Thing would be the shopping destination to solve your wedding guest crisis, a store with a beautiful range of dresses at reasonable prices, could they be the dress heroes that would save the day? You would scroll through their wedding guest dresses with an eager eye, a dusky blue ditsy floral blue pleated dress catching your eye with glee, a navy maxi ruffle asymmetrical dress with sassy senorita vibes, into the basket they went. But it did not stop there, wedding season after all was rampant for you, your friends were all getting married. You craved a lady in red guise one day, and an emerald queen the next, falling in love with the variety of styles that cascaded across your screen. And so as the items came through your letterbox one by one, you dreamed a dream, where four different wedding scenarios had come to play.
For The 50’s Inspired Wedding Guest
It was a retro inspired wedding to start, a 1950’s affair where the bridesmaids were decked out in fun, floral tea length dresses with pooched skirts, and the bride was resplendent in a Justin Alexander gown defining the epitome of mid century glamour and elegance, a tea length dress with petticoats of tulle, creating a stunning cinched silhouette. And who could forget the jaunty groom, looking dapper and chic in his 50’s get up, a double breasted jacket paired with a fedora hat and horn rimmed glasses for that decidedly vintage feel. Retro stationary embodying rockabilly records on the tables replacing placards, vintage hankies for the happy tears. As for the reception decor it was flawless, a stunning frosted wedding cake perched on an emerald vanity case, vintage mismatched vintage crockery atop lace table runners, what a beautiful sight it was. And there you were resplendent in your dusky blue tea dress, pink flowers dotted, a nonchalant matching sash tied round your waist. A pink flower crown rested atop your head, a matching pair of heels waltzing around the room. You took your seat and watched the celebrations commence, the sound of wedding bells pealing around the church, you smiled and nodded. The bride gestured to you approvingly, the wedding guest dress was a beautiful addition to the ceremony and she threw the flowers over to you, which you caught without competition. It seemed the flower bouquet would signal your change in luck, the reign of the f**kboys long over and the gentleman would take his place, a man who was funny, kind and smart, your vintage cup of tea.
The Sassy Senorita Wedding Guest
It was a balmy evening in the heart of Spain, salsa dancers welcoming you into a Spanish wedding fantasy, flame throwers gyrating around the open space. The pulsating strums of a sensuous guitar plucking at your heart strings, your handsome lover by your side. Hand in hand you watched the ceremony commence, two souls come together in passion and fire, taking their first dance as the flame throwers and salsa dancers moved seductively in the background, it was a night of romance. Emotions were heightened, the bride and groom were hopelessly in love, not noticing the people around them, as their hips swayed, heads tilted back, eyes locked. They said their vows under the light of the full moon and the people clapped, let the fiesta commence they cried. You took your lover and kissed his hand, him gazing at awe at you in your navy and orange floral maxi flamenco dress that made you pass for one of the dancers, red roses threaded through your hair, tassel earrings sitting pretty, dangling from your ears in a dance of red. You smiled with undisguised lust, the lover as colourful as you, bidding your congratulation to the beautiful bride and her groom, tears filling their eyes overwhelmed by the occasion. They commented on your outfit, it was a thumbs up from them, as you showed them a few salsa steps that you had learned from the dancers, and they clapped their hands with glee. It was a whirlwind of activity, entertainment aplenty, you chowed down on a delicious vegetarian paella, sangria in one hand, your lovers in another, squeezed tight.
For The Lady In Red Wedding Guest
It was a red wedding, except unlike the Game of Thrones wedding of the same name, the only thing that would be celebrated here would be life not death, a bride in red not white to symbolize her passion and desire for the man that she would take to be her husband. A red mermaid gown with a sweetheart neckline was breathtaking, the guests peered at the Bride in awe, her groom in a scarlet suit that complimented her dress effortlessly. Red and white was the colour aesthetic of the day and even the priest had joined in on the action, as the wedding guest and their partner and friends joined in the action, scarlets, pillarbox and coral reds merging seamlessly as one. It would be a simple but beautiful wedding guest dress in red and beige with a frilled ruffled hem for you, a dress that fit the sensual mood of the wedding effortlessly without overshadowing the bride. A dress that would double up as a date night dress, as well as a wedding guest dress, you were able to eat from the wedding buffet with reckless abandon, later dancing the night away with bae by your side. And when the wedding came to a regretful end you were presented with ‘red themed goodie bags’ with novelty heart toys, red cupcakes, red flower crowns, artificial roses and the cherry on top, a ‘red themed’ spa day for you and a plus one to enjoy. Oh what a riot it was!
For The Flirty Wedding Guest
There was one more wedding guest scenario that clambered into your mind, a wedding which while traditional was a single girl’s wet dream, hotties lined up one by one to take you dancing as the bride and groom celebrated their wedding vows jubilantly. You would be there in a green crochet midi dress with a split that showed off your leggy stems, a cheeky glint in your eye as you watched the singletons catch your eye with undisguised interest. It would be a harmless bit of fun, a little flanter to whet your appetite, not long dumped by a guy who clearly didn’t know better. You were done with being down in the dumps, only time would tell when Prince Charming would give you a call. But for now you would revel in singledom as a flirty wedding guest who would have all eyes on her, emerald dress and red flower crown strutting in the gardens outside the venue, flowers placed at your feet affectionately. You sat down on one of the empty benches, timing their arrival, who would be the first. A bearded guy, manly and tall sauntered over to you with sensual confidence, it was definitely a turn on, you smiled and bid him to sit down. You began speaking and there was a natural spark, the guy who had caught your eye when you had first walked in, you knew he felt the same, the frisson of chemistry permeated the air.
What Would You Wear If You Were A Wedding Guest?
Please note this is a collaborative post with Pretty Little Thing where I was gifted clothes in exchange for this post but all thoughts are my own. I was not paid for this post but complimentary services do not affect my thoughts and opinions.
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