Suits you sir
It was time to get the men suited and booted. This was where I could see a lot of scope for conflict, mainly because lurking under the surface of most cool, calm, collected and reasonable brides to be is a scary bridezilla just waiting to escape. I’m no exception!
Mike and I had previously discussed colour schemes (mainly lilac), where he refused point blank to wear anything even vaguely connected with lilac! As I’m obviously keeping my outfit a secret before the big day, I won’t reveal what the men are wearing. All I’ll say is, we came to a compromise and I think that all the men are happy in their suits. We’ve decided to go for one overall look for all the men (morning suits) with Mike dressed differently to everyone else, the two dads dressed the same and the best man dressed similarly to both the dads and the ushers.
As with all the other things that we have booked so far for the wedding, we decided to shop around a bit, but there was one clear winner right from the start. The suits really do seem to be one area where you definitely get what you pay for. As with bridal shops there seemed to be a massive difference in what was available from shop to shop.
As most men will never have worn a traditional suit, we thought the easiest thing to do was for Mike to look at all the different styles available (morning suit, frock coat, Nehru collar, etc) to get a good idea of what choices were available before making any decisions. The guy in the shop was so helpful and impartial which was great. He was able to make suggestions about the outfits based on the colour scheme ‐ and our reactions to previous suggestions!
Suited and booted
It wasn’t quite as easy to shop around over the telephone for suits as it has been for some other things. The quality and cut of the suit are so important, and it’s impossible to gauge this over the phone. We visited a couple of other shops, but as I said before there was always one clear winner. So with the deposit paid for the suits, all we need to do now is get all the ushers into the shop to be measured ‐ possibly easier said than done.
Apparently not all brides to be accompany their fiancé when looking at suits, but I’m afraid there was no keeping this bride to be away!
According to my Confetti to‐do list I have 153 days to go, but 243 things to do ‐ how on earth does that work then?
Read Gill’s diary next month to see how her wedding planning is going and to pick up some handy tips along the way.