It’s a moment I never thought would arrive.
After months of desperately trying to find pockets of spare time to actually design them, after several debates about typefaces and after the inevitable minor clash betwixt copywriter and designer ("not too many words, they'll spoil the design!" etc etc) the invites have all been printed and posted. Wow.
We can’t wait for the RSVPs to come back, because on each one we asked our guests to tell us three songs that are guaranteed to get them on the dancefloor.
There are two reasons for this. One, obviously we want everyone up and having a great time. No excuses. And two, selfishly it gives us a head start in compiling the song list for our DJ, Ross. It'll be much quicker if we already have 75 songs to give him.
(When I say 75, obviously I am being optimistic and hoping no-one puts the Venga Boys, Jive Bunny, Morrissey, Black Lace, Iron Maiden or the bloody Grease Megamix. Because rest assured readers, none of those will make the playlist.)
P.S. Thank you for all your hard work, my talented husband-to-be, they look gorgeous!
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