Things that you find when purging stuff for a house move. Yes, I allowed myself to be dressed in white acrylic lace, and a sugar pink satin gown when I normally would have been attired in jeans and an old tweed jacket, or striped trousers and winkle picker red boots, but it was respectively the late 70s and early eighties.
Me on the right both times, with perm and then shorter hair do, feeling like a total pillock. I can't recall much about the first wedding - my cousin Theresa's as the later pictures of the day show the level of alcohol imbibed; the second, a horrific event in a faux posh hotel which I think I blocked out of my mind. There's another picture of me in a lime green bridesmaid dress which I haven't come across yet . . .
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