In a few weeks, I’m heading over to the UK for the wedding of a schoolmate of Mr. Feb Res’.
We’ll fly from Toronto to Heathrow (but very sadly have no time to stay in London) and then on to Edinburgh.
As excited as I am to experience Edinburgh (my first time), it’s also a little bittersweet to be so close to my favourite city (London) and not be able to spend some time riding the tube, drinking Bulmers Pear and eating Flake bars. Oh well, just means we’ll have to go back soon.
The wedding we’re attending is being held at the Balmoral, which I’m told is the premiere hotel in the city – and also where JK Rowling finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. You better believe I will be checking out the JK Rowling suite, yours for a cool £965 per night, click here for more information.
But this post isn’t about the amazingness that is Harry Potter. It’s a about dresses.
The adorable invitation states that smart suits, kilts are party frocks are acceptable attire.
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| please note attire recommendations at the bottom....love. |
I think I actually squealed with joy when I saw the words party frock. How British.
This gives me permission to buy a kick ass dress, right?
For those following the Tim's Tally. I'm at 3-17 (excuse the dated picture, JUST found my camera).
