1 week Ago By Daniel Rodgers
Charlotte Reeve never intended to throw a Vogue -sized wedding, and yet here we are: six months on since she ferried what felt like an entire village of loved ones to the Greek island of Spetses, for a three-day celebration that made Mamma Mia! look like a student project. “I have never been the kind of person to sit there fantasising about ‘my big day’,” says Reeve, who is an associate director at an executive search firm behind some of the biggest hires in fashion. “The original idea was to just do something small at a London registry office [which she did, in Comme des Garçons tailoring], but the planning just kept getting more and more extravagant as the months went on.
I ended up really testing people – asking them to catch trains, planes, boats – but I’m so glad I did. It was amazing.” The Greek wedding was also a world away from the Dalston basement where Reeve first met her now husband Niall Farmer, who works in real estate investment, at a friend’s birthday party in 2013.
“I allegedly ghosted him for the next two years,” she says, with a laugh. “But he was very persistent.” Cut to 2015, and Farmer arrived at Charlotte’s (or, Lottie’s, as she is known to her friends) 26th with a lottery ticket stowed inside a card.
It was a gamble that would ultimately lead to him proposing at Hayfield Manor – the same hotel where Farmer’s grandparents got engaged – while on a trip to Cork. “It was the worst-kept secret,” she adds. “We had been at a friend’s wedding in Ibiza a couple of weeks before, and I had overheard him telling multiple people exactly what he was planning to do.
” Reeve feigned ignorance, of course, until she recounted the whole saga during her own wedding speech..
