Tea-riffic Garland Memory
I was starring off the other morning with bub in my lap at the furniture near the side door of our home. I was thinking about re-arranging things to make life a bit easier and then started to look at all the little odds and ends I would also need to relocate, when my eyes caught hold of something. A pretty, little garland with different painted colour on each small wooden teapot shape. This brought back a memory. Before my Wedding, I didn’t want anything huge and although there was some of the typical drama happening with the girls in my bridal party I was still hoping for a ‘hens’ of some sort. I’m not a drinker so I was hoping for something sweet and low-key. My Mum the great wonderful woman that she is, organised with two of my bridesmaids, one being my cousin, a wonderful “Bridal High Tea Party”. It was so amazing with all the effort that was put in. The games were so sweet and themed to match. The girls were all told to wear something floral and the decorations matched t...