It was every commitment phobics worst nightmare: 19 brides in one room.  Hairspray, bobby pins, lip-gloss, bronzer and rescue remedy were their weapons of choice.

Picture a wedding dress in your mind’s eye. Is it white? An off the shoulder number, perhaps a strapless bodice and floor length flowing full skirt? I bet it is exactly that dress. Because today’s modern bride seems to be stuck in a cookie cutter vortex of never ending repetitious strapless whiter-than-white tulle confections.

The day of the most recent big earthquake felt in Wellington, (I think it was the Taupo one), I was sitting at the front window table of Coco at the Roxy with Helen from the Mary Potter Hospice and Casey from Ashley Fogel.

Sorry folks for the absence and delay in posts – I have been rather over run with deserving charity gigs lately and have been using my ‘me’ time for ‘cause’ time.

Each season for the past three or so years I have teamed up with Westfield Queensgate (or as I fondly refer to them ‘my local’) to present the latest looks of the season. We have covered everything from boho to sport luxe.