Wedding proposals: Paris, London, the pub car park…

As much as I think there is too much pressure for us to get the perfect dress, I also think there is too much pressure for the guy/girl to create the perfect wedding proposal. Fireworks, orchestras, flashmobs, whaaaat??

If a flashmob floats your boat, wonderful. Personally I would shrivel up into a ball of cringe until the ground swallowed me up…then say ‘no’. Some people spend thousands of pounds to get that perfect moment…that they can then share with the whole world on Facebook. Why not keep it real like my parents, and get engaged in a car park..?? Respeck. 

engagement images to re-use
Her: Oh honey, I love car parks         Him: Oh darling, you the one for me

Sometimes I feel like my Facebook feed is like a competition feed of who can have the most romantic and wild engagement. Who can have the most fireworks/balloons/likes for their photo, when really it doesn’t matter how, or where you got engaged. Just that  you’re happy and that it feels right.

Mr DTE proposed in Lyon, France. The setting was so lovely as it’s a place that means a lot to me. However, all day he was fidgety, acting very strangely and I actually thought ‘maybe he’s brought me here to break up with me’. HA. He was so picky about what we did – and normally he doesn’t care and is the most chilled out person in the world. So it was really out of character.

Now of course it all makes sense, but he was so worried about giving me ‘the perfect proposal’ and it all going wrong. What could go wrong when he’d asked me to marry him with no-one else around, in a city I loved, and made the whole thing very intimate and personal just for the two of us? For me it really was a perfect evening. For him, I think the main emotion he felt once I’d said ‘yes’ was probably one of HUGE RELIEF.

My mum and dad, who are pretty dang amazing, got engaged after just 6 months of dating. If I did that now, they’d probably be concerned that we should ‘get to know each other’ more, but it was the 70s back then and…well there were no rules, right?  They’d had their first date in a local pub so my dad thought he’d be romantic and take my mum back to this pub to propose. Only problem was that, when he arrived, the pub wasn’t open yet, so he ended up proposing in the pub car park. CLASSY POPS. I love that he carried on anyway, that he didn’t freak out and plan some huge thing instead. He just thought, sod it – I’m here now. This will be the spot where I propose.

Mummy and Daddy DTE
Ma and Pa DTE: Happy + bonkers + car park engagements = YES

Needless to say, 38 years later they are still somewhat blissfully married and as bonkers as ever. And they lived happily ever after…suck on that Disney.

Happy bloody Monday bridelings! I love you all x

If you are newly engaged, why not look at my top tips for newly-engaged peoples
Also have a look here at my general wedding recommendations. ENJOY!


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I'm a 32 year-old newlywed bride, living in London. I recently got married (July 2016) and am here to spread wedding joy and worldly wedding advice to fellow bridelings who don't want their weddings to take over their lives. Let's laugh (nervously) in the face of bonkers wedding planning!

2 thoughts on “Wedding proposals: Paris, London, the pub car park…

  1. Love this! My other half was getting so wound up before his proposal that I ended up calling him a dictator just before he popped the question! And my mum tells it that my dad’s proposal consisted of a weekly supermarket trip and the romantic line ‘I s’pose we should get married then?’ – they have weathered every storm thrown at them so maybe low key is the way to go 🙂 xxx


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