Katie’s Long-Distance Wedding

Lovesickness and wedding shoes

Katie’s ASOS Shoe Boots from her Real Brides Blog

Katie, 33, is in PR, while her ex-soldier H2B Ultimate Hero (UH), 38, is a close protection bodyguard. She will be sharing her wedding diary with us in the countdown to her big day on April 30, 2011.


Ah brides, I am glad to talk to you. My bouts of hero-less-itis have been vast and acute this week. One night after work, on commencement of my nightly Skype date with UH, rather than talk I just cried; like really cried. Poor UH had no idea what to do; he kind of just sat there, part puzzled, part concerned and said nothing while I cried.

The truth is, I am hopelessly and traditionally lovesick. In addition to that, it took UH a few seconds to calculate in his head that, actually, I was pre-menstrual, and it was simply heightened because I felt like a child whose scoop of ice-cream had rolled out of the cone and splattered on the ground. After some firm and much-needed words from UH, I composed myself and stopped being ridiculous. There were many things in life to be thankful for:

  1. The very handsome, dashingly designer-clad guy picked the glasses wearing, slightly chubby, barefoot flower-child on US Dating in the Dark.
  • My maid of honour’s daughter may just be big enough to wear the pink Baby Dior dress I bought for her.
  • I double-dosed my fabric softener when I washed my bed linen the other day, and I am now sleeping in a cloud of spun silk and jasmine.

Above all else, the most amazing thing to be thankful for is that I finally found UH. (If I can forget the intense torment of being violently ripped apart from the warm, tanned arms of the hero.)

One night I was missing UH so much I couldn’t sleep, so I put the laptop on the pillow next to me and made UH wait on Skype until I fell asleep. If you squinted and unfocused your eyes, it looked like he was really there. This was working a treat until the hero started snoring, which kind of killed the romance. I didn’t have the heart to finish the call, so luckily after about half an hour the call dropped out.

Ultimately, the thing that really put a spring back in my step was in fact footwear. That’s it brides: I caved and answered the call of my ASOS wedge shoe-boots with the animal print trim. They had been softly singing to me for days, and I could no longer ignore the call. I have been happily prancing about in them since they arrived!

This brings me on to the all-important issue of wedding footwear. Now, I am going out on a controversial limb here and proclaiming that I hate white shoes. Forgive me brides, forgive me, but here’s why: how gorgeous are white Mary Janes with lace-trimmed socks and a little smock dress on a three-year-old? This is where white shoes begin and end for me.

Ask yourself this brides: how often do you actually see a bride’s shoes? Unless she has a beach affair, or wears an über chic city sheath dress, you never actually see the shoes. Why make them white? And don’t fall into the trap of thinking you will dye them afterwards and wear them again. There is about as much chance of you doing that as there is me not sleeping in UH’s hoodie tonight.

Shoes are important. Don’t dismiss this rant of mine as a pre-menstrual, slightly eccentric and in the throws of hero-less-itis mood. Let’s just think about this for a minute. The reason my ASOS wedged shoe-boots with the animal print trim made me so elated is that they changed my strut. You can’t feel low in fabulous footwear; it arms you with a weapon-walk that equals a far better day.

No, I can’t do my walk down the cathedral aisle to the Ultimate Hero in white shoes. So I am breaking the rules; not that anyone is going to see them unless they ask or I proudly show them off. But I can’t release more details than that, as I don’t want UH forming a mental picture of my bridal look. So when I walk down the cathedral aisle to How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria (humming it in my head, that is), I will be wearing weapon-footwear. Not that I need to strut; come to think of it, I might need to be restrained so I don’t sprint to the altar…

Katie xx

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 1 here.

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 2 here.

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 3 here.

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 4 here.

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 5 here.

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 6 here.

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 7 here.

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 8 here.

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 9 here.

Read Katie’s wedding diary week 10 here.


Read Katie’s wedding diary week 11 here.