J and I get married three months today. I vacillate between feeling wildly excited and utterly terrified. I’m not terrified of marriage, you understand. It’s not life-long commitment worries. It’s more the worry that the florist will screw up the table centrepieces, or the DJ won’t turn up. You know, the truly scary stuff.
And, in a totally different vein. I made a cheesy photo montage! I know, I know, how ridiculously vain of me. I’m sorry. And you can feel free to ignore me entirely. The other night I was looking through photos of the last four years and it occurred to me that J and I have worn a truly glorious selection of utterly ridiculous outfits over the years. I mean, there are some spectacularly unfortunate clothes in here. And they really needed collecting together for posterity. But then I had to intersperse them with some nicer pictures too, just, you know, for balance. And when I put everything together, I realised how much fun we’ve had over the years, how gleeful we look, even when wearing those hideous full-body lifejackets for whale watching. And lo, a cheesy photo montage was born.

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