1972.
White flared trousers, a red velvet smock type top, ( maybe made me look pregnant but I wasn’t!)
Navy and white brogue type shoes but with thick high heel, matching shoulder bag.
Sounds horrendous now, but felt the bees knees as we set off for Cornwall.
The top is still at back of airing cupboard, looks rather forlorn now.
We were 19 and 21, so young compared to weddings nowadays.
Water shortages and hosepipe bans

and I hope you remember all the happy times
I have been trawling through the informal wedding pics which say more to me than the still formal ones!