Oh. Hello, there dear darling internet, you!
Yes, yes, yes, I promised I wouldn’t go MIA again but alas–I moved, set up house, put endless furniture together, had to find a new job, and, why, of course, la-te-da, GET MARRIED.
I’m a freaking wife. I have a husband. My last name is now Claridge (ahem, the name of London’s finest hotel. So proud, so proud.)
Married life is going great, a whole three weeks later. Can’t complain! But I must admit, it still hasn’t completely hit me yet. Like sometimes I’m like, wait, I have a husband??? Maybe it’s because I’ve been single for years and years that I’m in such emotional delay of my sudden domestic bliss?
But it has been cozy and comfortable which is nice and dandy. But to be real, we have gotten on each other’s extreme nerves putting furniture together. What can I say? #Goals.
Anyway. I’m sure I’ll gush about our new life here and there but I really don’t want this blog to turn into a gushy goop pile of hugs and kisses. And I may piss off the universe/internet by pompously vowing that I will NEVER use the word “hubby.” Again, maybe all those years of being single has made me unusually cynical of silly married social media posts.
But today is not that day. I’m gonna be kiiiiinda gushy. Just a tad.
Because, we got married, dammit!
So, without further ado, some sneak peeks sent from our wonderful wedding photographer!
I will give a more detailed account of our wedding day when we receive the rest of our wedding album.
Until then, here we be!
Mr. & Mrs. Claridge.
We’ll end with my glorious wedding shoes–take note of the red gingham, ahem.
Again, will be sharing more soon! Also, stay tuned for our reception which will be happening in September. I just ordered our wedding cakes from Nothing Bundt Cakes tonight. Mmm…mmm. Confetti cake, come to me.
Until then!
Yours truly,
Mrs. Damn Claridge.
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