There is something so poignant about two people, making a stand, in public and declaring 'I choose you, out of everyone there has ever been, you are my special person and we are going to walk into the unknown together'.
I arrive on the day, empty handed, as many of us do since the advent of the Wedding List, so there is nothing unusual, I don't arouse any suspicion, no one guesses that in fact, I am waiting for a moment, when the bride has left her bouquet unattended and the groom has got a bit hot from all his dance floor routines that he HAS to take his jacket off. Then I pounce...stealthily, carefully, like a ninja, disguised as wedding guest.
Sometimes I take a wingman with me, a co-accomplice who I have to carefully brief before the extraction can occur.
|Cuff links for the Father of the Bride, Cari-Jane Hakes, October 2014|
With button hole blooms and thistle fronds carefully stashed, our job was done. The rest of the evening spread out before us and we relaxed knowing that another successful 'operation secret wedding present' mission was now complete.
|Button hole blooms from the Mother of the Groom, Cari-Jane Hakes, October 2014|
Even though no one knows I'm creating these presents, I still feel the pressure of expectation. I have a finite resource. If the leaves don't transfer properly into the silver they are crushed beyond redemption and can't be used again. With these cuff links, the first attempt failed and I held my breath as the second and final leaf made its way through the rolling mill.
|A perfect rose leaf from the wedding bouquet for the bride, Cari-Jane Hakes, October 2014|