Charles and I went to our first English wedding last night. We were invited by two English friends we met a few months ago, Katie and Ollie, and we were so excited to see what kind of different traditions weddings might have over here.
As it turns out we didn’t get to go to the ceremony as the chapel was too small, but did go to the reception which was a lot of fun. It was held in a field behind Katie’s mother’s house in Slapton, a tiny village north of London. They had a huge marquee (tent) set up next to a little river and waterfall. The only real differences that we noticed were the speeches, they wedding party and the dress code. The speeches were much longer than normal and the groom was also expected to give a speech. Oh, and no one actually stands up for the bride or groom, but they still have designated ushers and bridesmaids although they don’t all dress alike. As for the dress code every guy was expected to wear a morning suit. Most guys own one of these instead of a tuxedo. A lot of the women wore hats or fascinators (the feathery, frilly things that you pin to your hair). It was a lot of fun to get all dressed up and help our friends celebrate. The food was actually really good and the dancing lasted until 1am.