The most precious moment for me was when I had the privilege to walk down the aisle with my dad - for I knew that his presence was only grace and something that not every bride can experience when walking to her future husband. Initially we hooked in and took the first few steps together until he reached with his other hand and held on to my finger, now trembling with anticipation and the rush of emotions. He pressed my finger with so much conviction that I felt a wave of unconditional love and gratefulness as we walked towards a new beginning but also an end of a chapter.
My husband and I had an understanding that since I took charge of organising the wedding, his responsibility was to plan the honeymoon. The real destination remained a complete secret and I had to listen to jokes of us going to "Prieska"... "Pack your bag with swimwear since the farm dams will be there to enjoy..." and "Remember that is hot in the summer."
All the while he has booked us flights to Mauritius!
My wedding look can be describe as simplistic, natural, not too styled yet elegant.
My vision was that the guests should have a "kuier"-wedding without pretense - and that was exactly what it turned out to be. I restored our old water-damaged finger board from my parents' wendy house and also introduced a Dutch board game in honour of my late grandmother.
So while we were taking photo's, guests helped themselves to the gin bar and played a few outdoor games that I hold dear.
My dress was a vision that became reality with the help of Didi Couture. I wanted a dress that is not the norm and so I fell in love with the idea of having a dress with beautiful lace and a detachable overskirt.
About eleven years ago I had the opportunity to perform at a client's wedding at a venue that I have never been before: Beloftebos, Stanford.
Being a violinist and having seen some incredible venues this one remained a close guarded favourite through all these years. There is an atmosphere there that is tangible yet unseen. Underneath big oak trees with a carpet of pink and blue hydrangeas, Beloftebos is a magical place. Almost holy.
The guests made their own plans in terms of accommodation.
In terms of flowers: I wanted a natural look, almost one where you take some flowers out of a field and without too much care arranged them in a vase. It was perfectly executed!
Our colour-scheme was blue, white and grey. The only specific requests that I made to the florist was:
1) Tulips in memory of my late gran
2) Frangipani flowers as confetti... something that almost no one has ever done
No request was too outrageous for Annemarie and she quickly identified a few Frangipani trees in her small town of Bonnievale.
Being a owner of a music agency did allow me to handpick some of my trusted suppliers!