All Quiet On The Wedding Front?........Hardly.

It's been two and a half months since my last blog update, but to say not much has been happening wouldn't be true, there has been, and shite loads of it. So much so I literally go into a catatonic state whenever there are decisions to be made.

"Do you think we should have black tablecloths or white?........................ erm.....Babe, did you hear what I asked about the tablecloths?"

Silence will ensue for the next 5 minutes as my brain goes completely blank........... it's nothing I can control, it seems to be an instinctual reflex much akin to that of the cleavage peek. Not. My. Fault.

Anyway, I'll start with what was my biggest problem. The Suit...or lack thereof.

After months of searching stores and calling tailors and constantly being told what I wanted wasn't currently in fashion, I was about ready to give up.  Every time I went into a store and outlined exactly what I wanted, I would be told , no, that's not what I want and I would have to get it made. It was frustrating to say the least.

"Why are you looking now?" and "You don't want a 3 button suit, 2 button suits are SO now" seemed to be the standard response.  Seems some people have forgotten the art of customer service and at the very least, how to sell a suit. Many a store clerk, in response to their statements, were subjected to my particularly hilarious brand of Saturday morning hungover quips, much to Becks displeasure...."Baby, you really shouldn't tell people they are wankers, it's not going to help".................. Beck is so wise.

For some reason they always resemble that snooty  Maitre D from Ferris Beuller's Day Off.

That was until I went to visit a knowledgeable Russian guy in Collins St (why are they always Russian?) who told me I would find exactly what I was looking for at a hire place in Brunswick called After Six who do their own suits. 

It's an odd place with odd clients and odd apparel, but really nice staff.  She may look a little weird, but the balding, middle aged, wise-cracking clerk working there, was as helpful as you could get.........  She would even have a joke about your Man Camel-Toe in any trousers that were too tight.  Hilarious.

So all three of us boys have now got what we are wearing which is great, and I also managed to find some shoes pretty easily too.

The other thing that's been happening is talk of the "Bucks". It's in the more than capable hands of Ash & Pete, but somehow I can't help but be a little worried it's going to end up like a weird fusion of Porky's and a Weekend at Bernies............
 
Please God, no 40+ aged topless barmaids with their boob's in my drinks!

 This I can handle..........

This I can not.

Whatever it is, hopefully it's going to be low-key, involve some beers, good food and just general hanging out.

I'm pretty sure there is other stuff that has been going on, and as soon as I remember I will post it up. (The Invites will get their own dedicated blog.) .

The good news is that it's all coming together nicely, and as Beck keeps telling me, only 16 weeks away....

Here's a Poem;

A spark, a leap, a sigh,

That moment warm lips meet,

It's true, I have heard it said,

Nothing tastes as sweet,

NOTHING, tastes as sweet.