It was midsummer's night and the weather was lovely.

Jack and I met at a Halloween party when we were seventeen. He was serving the punch, and I thought he was hypnotic and charming. I knew instantly that I wanted to be with him.


He proposed on the beach in Africa, and I was absolutely shocked. He had been acting strange all morning, and later handed me a piece of coral with an engagement ring glistening inside! I was so happy that I spent the rest of the day crying with my family.



We decided to have our wedding in Southwark Cathedral in London's Borough Market, which was perfect because Jack is a massive foodie. It was midsummer's night and the weather was lovely.


My father walked me down the aisle, and we had an absolutely huge wedding party — seven bridesmaids, three flower girls, and five page boys.



After Jack and I had our first dance the DJ played this reggae song that everyone went crazy to — literally the floor boards buckled! We served suckling pig that was fresh in season and delicious vegetables and lots of cake. 


The next morning we woke up in our hotel room overlooking Wimbledon Common, read the papers, and jetted off to the South of France.