Book Series: IRISH BLUE Author: Sheila Willar Copyright: 2021 Sheila Willar ISBN #: 978-0-9867101-4-8
Book Title: THE CHAPEL Chapter #: 04 - WEDDING PREPARATIONS
Erin’s cousin Maggy was busy preparing for her wedding. It was just a few weeks away at the end of the summer. She delegated Erin to track the delivery of flowers, and Kelly to manage the guest list. Even though a wedding planner had been hired, Maggy had heard too many horror stories about how other people’s weddings had gone wrong, and therefore wanted to make sure that there was some backup.
Maggy was a details oriented person and used that attribute to run her own company. She designed furniture that mixed old world charm with new world innovation. Many of her dining tables were made from driftwood and branches that she embedded with miniature lights, so that under a glass table-top, it created the aura of a sparkling forest.
Maggy was just as particular about her wedding dress too, and had hired a designer named Amelia to make it for her. Amelia was an eccentric whose own wedding gown was a knitted mini-dress made from spools of chunky wool tweed. Under it flowed ivory chiffon, trimmed with hundreds of tiny styrofoam balls that were wrapped in mohair. When Amelia walked down the aisle in six inch heels, the static charge of the fuzzy styrofoam on the hem of her dress made the chiffon bounce off the floor as if her gown was floating down the aisle with her.
It was important for Maggy to have her dress represent her Irish heritage, so she chose Irish Ivy as the theme. Amelia used the thread and lace that Erin’s mother had sent from Ireland, and embroidered streams of vines throughout the gown, and attached tendrils of translucent ivy leaves long the stems. When Maggy tried on the gown, the whole effect was as if a silver fairy had emerged from a woodland, trailing behind her a cascade of nature in her wake.
Kelly and Erin did not understand the ferociousness of a bride-to-be, nor the endless attention to detail that she demanded, and they did not see the fuss that would erupt if the guests did not arrive on time or if the shade of flowers was slightly different than intended. They did not care who sat across from whom or if the centrepieces were perfectly imperfect.
With grace, the two helpers took their orders from Maggy and hoped that if they had a wedding of their own some day, then they would not go half as mad. Kelly confirmed that only 7 of the 150 guests would not be able to attend, and Erin made a note to herself to call the florist as soon as possible.
“After all,” thought Erin, “the wedding planner must have taken care of the flower arrangements by now.” She felt that a phone call could wait a little while longer.