This weekend, four weeks ago, we celebrated our love together with family and friends. What a day it was – our smashing vintage wedding on September 24th 2016!
Before we got engaged I’d secretly been dreaming about or wedding and what it would be like. My husband and I did talk about a future wedding from time to time, but the discussions revolved mostly around the size, the guest list and what kind of ceremony we would like to have. And then, British TV-host Kirstie Allsopp came into my life. She used to host this show, Kirstie´s Vintage Home, which during one period was aired on Swedish Television. I remember watching the episode when Kirstie was helping a couple with their 1940s inspired vintage wedding. It included an old castle, a huge draped tent decorated with buntings, a gigantic chandelier hanging in the middle of the ceiling, huge floral arrangements and the bride and grooms own signature cocktail – served in a coupe! Maybe it was the coupe, I’m not sure, but I was totally smitten and couldn’t stop thinking about this amazing wedding for weeks. Somehow, the memory must have stayed with me, because when it was time to start planning our wedding, I was prepared.
It wasn’t a castle (and we didn’t serve the champagne in a coupe) but the location of our wedding, Agneshill, was nevertheless – is – spectacular. After our engagement in February we started to look for possible venues in the area. Having a wedding inspired by our love for vintage was clear to us from the start. We had previously talked about renting a local community centre which has its vintage interior from the 1950s and 1960s still in tact. One night while browsing the internet for some inspiration, I found this amazing old farm just outside the city, Agneshill. The owners had renovated parts of the stable to host parties and weddings. I knew right away, that I would never found anything like it, even if I tried. And I did. I tried so hard to find something else, but I couldn’t find another place such as this. A few weeks later we signed the lease, paid the deposit and never looked back.
My grandmothers wedding dress from 1948
Sometimes I want to come across as super spontaneous and “Oh, this, I didn’t plan this at all, it just happened!”, but I have to admit one thing. My choice of wedding dress was meticulously planned. I had read about a Swedish blogger who got married in a beautiful 1930s wedding dress, which she had bought on Etsy. I realized right then and there that I wanted to have a vintage dress of my own. The moment I entered Etsy I was hooked. If you haven’t been here before, you must go there now! So many gorgeous dresses, one after another, in such excellent conditions, some dating all the way back to the Edwardian times. As I went through store after store, clicking, liking and loving all these beautiful garments, my mother suddenly drops the biggest news.
It was last Christmas when my mother told me that she had my grandmother’s wedding dress from 1948, just hanging around, not doing anything in particular, in her closet. “You have what?!” I shouted and jumped up from my seat. As a vintage lover, you totally understand this reaction. The feeling is like finding the treasure you’ve been looking for your whole life, not yet to mention its emotional value having belonged to your own grandmother. Questions immediately forms in your head: “What is the condition of the fabric? How many stains does it have? Anything that can be fixed or mended? Can I wear it? Will it fit? Will it like really fit?” When I finally saw the dress – it was flawless! Only with one or two tiny stains, hardly detectable even up close. Was this going to be my wedding dress? Would it fit? I had to know! After several failed attempts of trying to get into the dress, my excitement dropped to the floor. I was so close to having my dream come true and yet, the darn dress refused to go passed my shoulders. We decided to try one last time. My mother took a grip on both sides and gave the dress a firm pull. And suddenly, it sled on, like butter in a hot skillet. It fit perfectly. I was going to get married in my grandmother’s wedding dress!
Me, my wedding dress and I. With the help from a seamstress, Stilskaparen, I did some alterations on the dress neckline and opened it up in the back. Love at first sight was the art deco inspired shoes by British designer Emmy Shoes, a designer I found via the best wedding blog ever, Love My Dress. Photo: J. Lundqvist/Nolsa creo
With a little help from my friends. Almost a year ago I was diagnosed with a hair loss disease called Alopecia Areata. It has caused me to lose quite a bit of hair on the top of my head. During the worst periods it also caused a lot of anxiety because I didn’t know what kind of hair style I would eventually be able to have on the day of our wedding. On the Etsy shop Guilded Shadows, Arizona, USA, I found a lovely original 1950s lace head-piece (and a veil) that would be a perfect bridal accessory and, at the same time, something that could function as a cover up. My hair and make-up was done by the lovely hairdresser Sandra Illic, who did such an amazing job, gave me just the hairstyle I had been dreaming of. Photo: J. Lundqvist/Nolsa creo
The food and the cake
Besides cakes, we love food, so putting together a menu with dishes that reflected good taste and quality was an important part of the planning. We got a selection of different dishes from the caterer, Flädie Mat & Vin, to choose from. Since it was a fall wedding we thought that should be a starting point as well. The result was delicious!
Our Fall Wedding Menu. 1st: Smoked and brimmed scallop with a clam broth, cabbage cavolo nero and pickled yellow beet, served with Loimer Lenz Riesling / 2nd: Thyme baked elk rib eye with potato terrine, red wine sauce, sautéd chanterelles and ginger chutney, served with the red Italian Appassimento / 3rd: Three cheeses from a local farm dairy with homemade crackers and jam, accompanied by Graham’s Six Grapes Port. Photo: M. Svensson
And yes – I made our wedding cakes and the dessert table to go with them!
A sweet ending to a new beginning. For our wedding cakes I made one chocolate cake with a white chocolate mascarpone mousse, fresh local strawberries and a natural meringue butter cream. The other was a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting, apple marmalade and whiskey caramel. For the decorations I picked some of the last sweat pea flowers from our garden together with some left over eucalyptus stems. I had also asked my cousin, owner of Nolsa creo, who was one of the photographers, to make the totally cute art deco inspired cake topper. Photo: J. Lundqvist/Nolsa creo
There were more. The guest could also enjoy American Apple Pie with Vanilla Custard, Twin Peaks Cherry Pie, Brownie with raspberries from C:s grandmothers garden and salted chocolate caramel ganache, Chocolate Chip Cookies and Miss LouLou’s Butter Caramels with dark chocolate and pear/cardamom. Photo: J. Lundqvist/Nolsa creo
Before I let you scroll through the photo slider below, I really want to shout the biggest thank you to everyone who helped us in the making of our special day.
To our family and friends, thank you, for buying vintage frames at flea markets, picking furn from your backyard, reciting the love poem during the ceremony, making the cutest cake topper in history, lending your old table cloths, and setting the tables, giving support on the phone while choosing the color of the veil, letting us pick a part paintings in order to get the golden frames, hanging the gold and green paper garlands, watching the kids, taking our wedding photos, singing during the ceremony…
…being fabulous brides maids and best men, taking the dry tree branches and turning them into a beautiful garland backdrop, lending and delivering the piano, punching a lot of paper circles for the gold and green paper garlands, taking care of the guests upon arrival, listening to endless wedding talk, cutting strawberries for the cake, going to the store a hundred times to buy things like chocolate, baking powder and icing sugar,…
…being excellent toastmasters and making the dinner a total blast, putting up the lovely signs made with the aged wooden planks from the aged wooden pallet in my father-in-laws backyard, to our photographers who both beautifully captured us and our guests, patiently waiting for me to snap out if it and answer questions and patiently waiting for the pizza, late at night, after spending the whole day implementing our vision and making the amazing venue spectacular.
And thank you, to all our beloved guests, for all the love!
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