Time flies when you’re having fun

I genuinely don’t know how it happened – but from an avid countdown, it has now been nearly 6 weeks since Rahim and I (and indeed the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge) have been married. Mental.

Not sure if it was the same for Kate but that last 2 weeks before the wedding was what I can only describe as ‘incessant’ – I barely even managed to find the time to get upset with NEW magazine for doing what I suspected, feared and then thought ‘no… why would they?’ – i.e. missing out the blog mention and link in their article. Yup, that’s right – this blog was the very reason why the journo found me – yet it wasn’t mentioned in the mag. *rant over*

However [moving on swiftly], most importantly – the day was magical. Absolutely magical – more than we could have ever hoped for. See a couple of the fab shots by the lovely and talented Beena from Kumi Photography below.

Enjoying every second of the day!

Thanks again to everyone who played an integral part in making it such a fantastic day. My mum, aunts, bridesmaids, honorary bridesmaids, in-laws… You know who you are!

These days my blogging will exist on http://limitlesscoaching.blogspot.com/ so please don’t hesitate to come find me there!

Gina Visram  x

Something NEW

Last year when I walked into bridal stores looking for dresses and was asked what sort of dress I want, I had a stock answer “I don’t want to look like Jordan… I have no illusions that I am a princess!”

Fast forward a year and the irony of that statement is hitting me in a variety of ways:

  1. The wedding of a real life princess (to be) on our day means that bridal comparisons to princesses are even more stark
  2. There’s been a fair amount of media interest in couples getting married in / around the day of the royal wedding – and yesterday Rahim and I got a taste of that interest as we had a few photos taken for a piece in New Magazine. (A UK women’s weekly magazine upon which Jordan has graced the cover more than a handful of times)

Weird huh?

Photographer Philip was our 2nd taste of a photoshoot within the last month so by the time our wedding rolls around in 12 days, we’ll be pros!

I figure it’s all harmless – as the early promise of the magazine to promote this blog (i.e. the reason for participating in the article) means that the quid pro quo nature of this agreement would make it worthwhile. It has to be said though, if the article misses out a mention of this www.royalweddingcountdown.wordpress.com blog, I may be tempted to do something I’ve never done before…

… throw a tantrum… of princess level proportions!

Let’s hope it won’t come to that.

The Princess and the Pea

This week, I discovered that I have something else in common with Kate Middleton. It’s uncanny. I am not looking for similarilities [from a very young age my parents did an awesome job of leaving me with no doubt as to the fact that I was my own person… and should be proud of my individuality] … however these similarities just pop up once in awhile.

So what is this similarity you ask? Wedding date? Well yes… we know about that one.

How about dress designer? Wedding budget? Hair and makeup look for the wedding? Music policy at the reception? Um… no. (Although – looking at this, I feel like I am doing pretty well in most of these categories – even coming up trumps in a couple of the above)…

Today’s similarity is the age-old bridal favourite… watching our weight. Really, show me a bride who doesn’t want to look their best on their wedding day and I’ll show you a fashion designer who’s not wishing Kate would chose them to design her dress!

Bringing a new dimension to the ‘princess and the pea’ – this week, Kate Middleton was impressive when it came to flipping pancakes on a recent official engagement however admitted that she would not be eating any as she was ‘watching her weight’ – as reported by Vanity Fair and many many other outlets.

She may flip em... but won't eat 'em

It seems the combination of flour, water and eggs – with delicious maple syrup / honey / lemon and sugar / nutella toppings are not currently on the agenda for our future queen. Perhaps this princess is more likely to be dining on peas than pancakes.

… and this is where I can relate. I am on day 12 of a South Beach Diet influenced detox (you may have noticed that I am not comfortable with the word ‘diet’) – and I too missed out on the pancake related joys of Shrove Tuesday!

I wish I could say I was quietly getting on with it – but I think I have been quite vocal in my desire for some of my favourite carb laden foods.

Resolve can be an incredible thing though and it was actually on Day 1 that I realised how determined I was not to let myself down with my detox. In an extraordinary occurence, on the first day of my healthier eating plan – the Chairman of the company I work for decided to bring us a treat… in the form of 3 boxes (i.e. 36) Krispy Kreme doughnuts! And where were these bad boys housed… yup – you guessed it. Either side of my desk. Literally… to my left and to my right – all day.

Detox challenges: Day 1

I am proud (and a little shocked if I’m honest) to say that I did not touch any. As Charlie Sheen would say: #winning!

Day 2? Uber generous Chairman at work decides to keep the treats coming… this time in the egg and rabbit shaped form of chocolate. Unbelievable. Yet, I managed to quash the chocoholic within and again resist.

From then… as much as I wanted pasta, pizza – wholemeal bread even (though I’ve never really had a craving for the latter!) – I knew that I could do it.

Now, on day 12/14 of this particular detox… my ‘cheat’ to date has been in the form of a muller (fruit) corner yoghurt – not too bad.

The important thing in all of this however – for me, and if I may be so bold as to make a suggestion to our future queen as well – is not to get too carried away. Both of our fiances fell in love with us how we were – and hopefully both Kate and I are fully aware of when we look and feel best. The media is suggesting however that Kate is at the stage where she is losing too much weight (with some columnists being presumptous enough to write open letters on the subject!)

That can only be Kate’s judgement (judgement which hopefully is not being influenced by the palace or any other sources) – but what I would say is that if and when you sense the curves are beyond being toned / streamlined but are in fact disappearing… it’s time to put down the peas and pick up a pancake. Quickly… if not sooner.

One is in need of a sick bag…

Designer Lydia Leith may be onto something with the Royal Wedding sick bags she designed…

With much fun memorabilia around, it is great to see an example of the great British sense of humour in full effect (see BBC video here)

My reason for writing about it today however? I need one! I have woken up with ear, throat and head pain… feeling like a fog has descended over me. I feel horrendous.

I’m not seeking sympathy (really) – however it did raise some stark differences between the plans for our big day on Friday 29th April… and that of Wills and Kate.

While of course hoping that she is in the best of health, I imagine that if she had an off day or two… or week even – the wedding plans would keep ticking along like clockwork. No worries about getting out those final invitations; the elusive search for turquoise shoes; writing the order of service; sourcing reception music etc… instead, there would be a team in place to ensure all continued to tick along.

Sigh… it’s not the status and royal riches I crave – I must admit slight envy at the prospect of someone being able to pick up the mantle when needed. With a fab groom to be, awesome bridesmaids and my mum due to arrive at the end of the month, I certainly am not lacking in support as such – but there are some things that only you can do yourself when you’ve planned a wedding this way. That said… delegation may have to become my new best friend.

The Golden Ticket

It’s like Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory all over again… a small amount of ‘Golden Tickets’ available to a select few. This time however, said tickets are invitations to what is commonly referred to as the wedding of the year. (You understand, that as a bride to be getting married on the same day, I cast my ‘wedding of the year’ vote in a different direction… but appreciate that I am in the vast minority!)

The first 1800 tickets have now been posted according to varying global media sources – and potential guests wait with baited breath to see if they will be invited to any or all of the events.

Golden tickets... but who for?

While millions worldwide can only dream of attending, spare a thought for Mexican teen Estibalis Chavez, 19. She is lacking a golden ticket for any Willy Wonka style rare occasions, which is just as well as she has been on hunger strike for 8 days. Why you ask? Surely the answer is obvious! This teen thinks that there is a direct correlation with her hunger, and the heart strings of the future King and Queen of England. She hopes the strike will mean that Wills and Kate will invite her to their wedding. The term ‘cutting off your nose to spite your face’ has never been truer. Nor has the term “WTF?!!”

Are you serious?!

If this works... there will be a wave of hunger strikes globally

I don’t have a crystal ball… but I am willing to wager my remaining wedding budget that this is not a hunger strike that will be taught in the history books. This is not Gandhi protesting the British occupation of India… or Suffragette Emmaline Pankhurst striking for the rights of womankind – this is ultimately a girl fighting for her right to party… albeit with the royals. Is she a Beastie Boy of a new generation?

So I imagine it will be a no to Ms Chavez – attempted revolution or otherwise… and at the time of writing, the media has started reporting that Fergie, the Duchess of York is planning to snub the Royal Wedding – even if she is invited… a real shame for William who apparently sees her as one of his favourite aunts.

Creating the ideal wedding guestlist is often complicated (at best) for any bride and groom – and it’s evident that while royalty may bring some [many] privileges, hard decisions are hard decisions whoever you are.

In the run up to our April 29th shindig, I am reminding myself of just that… with 2/3 invitations out and just a 1/3 to go – it’s important to remember that you can’t please all of the people all of the time. There’s a chance that someone along the way may be put out by not being invited. Our non royal budget means we can’t invite everyone we would like to attend… but are so honoured by family and friends who are gearing up to attend from Guyana, Barbados, Canada, Kenya and more… and who knows, if she decides to eating is a good idea – maybe a certain 19 year old guest from Mexico may gatecrash if she decides to venture to Windsor instead of Westminster. Knowing we wouldn’t have to pay £X per head for her meal means I may not entirely object!

Fit for a princess!

On Monday… Daybreak told me that there were 12 weeks until my wedding. Well, this national UK breakfast programme wasn’t acting as my personal diary, but they said it was 12 weeks until the Royal Wedding… and while I’ve never considered myself to be a princess (I even disliked anything pink and girly when I was a kid)… I have decided that if ever there’s a time to embrace the ‘princess’ side all of us girlies possess… it’s when the future King and Queen of England have decided they are getting married on the same day you are!

It seems Friday 29th April 2011, the day my fiance and I decided on nearly a year ago in April 2010, is one fit for a princess.

This incessant media countdown however may be more of a help than a hindrance I am realising as I am finding myself awake at all hours – remembering things that need to be done and furiously scribbing them in my trusty notebook.

As a success coach and PR professional, I am no stranger to effective event planning and organisation – but I realised this week that if the media is going to keep publicly counting down to my [well of course ‘our] big day… I may as well return the favour and keep them posted about what I’m doing too.

Thus… the royalweddingcountdown blog was born…