The Fleurieu Wedding of Dale and Lacey is proof that a boy from Goolwa can marry a girl from Victor. As a Victor girl, I know the rivalry well.
My day began with preparations of both the Bride and Groom. The lads looked dapper in the perfect riverside attire. Lacey wore a stunning Rue De Seine gown that beautifully accentuated her 5 month baby bump. Flanked by her tribe of bridesmaids they made a good looking bunch.
A riverside property on Hindmarsh Island was the location for this union. A small wharf on the banks provided the mighty Murray River backdrop. Lacey’s Uncle performed their Ceremony and all was going well until the ring exchange. At this point the decision to get married on a wharf was questioned when… (GUESS)… one of the rings fell through. Their Ceremony concluded with most still in disbelief.
It was only a short stroll up the hill to the Reception where conversation over the lost ring could continue. Guests were treated to a banquet style feast in a marquee over looking the river. I stole the Bride and Groom for some epic sunset photos before the evening formalities had everyone roaring.
Unbeknown to Dale and Lacey, they would be parents sooner than expected. At just 24 weeks little Poppy decided she was due earth side. Our newlyweds barely made it home from their honeymoon before being thrust into the world of NICU. I wish all three of them much strength for the coming months.
PS: Dale’s lost ring was uncovered 3 days later thanks to the tireless efforts of family and friends.