You've seen so many pictures of other people's weddings on the day, as it happened, perfectly lit, stylishly arranged, kept just-so, posted just-right.
Here's what mine looked like after it ended. After the happily ever after; when life carried on.
It was a beautiful, bittersweet mess of smushed cheesecake, broken pink goblets, friends nursing hangovers behind their sunglasses, tipped over chairs, swimming in a waterfall, Woody the neighbour's sausage dog, my mum continuing to worry and direct pack up, and flowers, flowers, flowers.



















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