Julie is a force to be reckoned with – she’s my best mate from back home and one of the most loyal and caring friend that anyone could have.
Jules and I met back in 2003 as young naive fresh faced and eager law summer clerks at Maclay Murray & Spens in Glasgow. I was the girl from the tiny town of Banff with the thick doric accent ready to take on the big smoke and she was the East Kilbride girl who knew how to maximise shopping and clubbing at The Shack in Glasgow to the max. Great mix…! We clicked immediately in that we both have pretty similar persona’s – what you see is what you get, we certainly don’t mince our words, we don’t take ourselves too seriously and we both have the ‘work hard, play hard’ ethos with no silver spoon shoved into either of our mouths. Our styles, fashion, thoughts, and opinions are so in line that I we can read each other like a book…
Jules’ wedding day was always going to be a party and a grand, classy party at that. I knew it would be a day that I would love to be my own and worth the 12,000 mile journey back from Australia just to see Jules walk up the aisle. And as predicted, she wore my ideal dress and looked like a 1920’s Hollywood Great Gatsby Starlet (absolutely stunning and ready to get the formalities done so she could get onto more important stuff like literally ripping up the dance floor)!
Jules married her long term partner Scott (14 years to be exact) and I couldn’t be happier for the pair of them – they are a pair of ‘Stoaters’ (as Jules would say).
The day itself couldn’t be better – the gods were looking down on the new Mr and Mrs Brown to be as it was a glorious sunny warm autumn wedding in Ayr, Scotland (and not a cloud or drop of rain in sight)…….
And these are a couple of my guest shots…xx (PS I may have cheated on the last one…)