This Fashion PR Bride’s Beaded Wedding Dress Had Shades Of Bob Mackie

Normally, turning up to a party in the same outfit as somebody else is a serious faux pas. But for fashion PR Virginia Norris and David Clarke, it ended up being the kismet moment that led to them falling for each other. “We met at a themed fancy dress event, when we both arrived in the same outfit amongst a room of hundreds,” explains Virginia. “We were the only people in the same costume.” By the end of the evening, they had arranged to meet again.
David proposed during a holiday in Bruton, surprising Virginia by getting down on one knee mid-way through a rainy but picturesque walk. “He pretended to kneel and get some water for the dogs from a bag, I turned away to keep walking and he called me back to ask if I would marry him,” she says. “It was a complete surprise, I also had a dog poo bag in my hand, which I dropped fairly swiftly whilst walking round in a circle saying, ‘Are you kidding?’” The couple worked together with jeweller Hattie Rickards on a ring, incorporating a family heirloom passed down to Virginia from her great aunt, a dancer who also ran a pub in Leadenhall Market.
Despite organising events for a living, the planning process was hard for Virginia, who lost her father during that time. “The wedding planning ground largely to a halt as grief took my time from me, and I sleepwalked through much of November, the parallels of the two events left me numb,” she remembers. After initially thinking they would get married in London, they eventually settled on a friend’s bucolic farmstead in Suffolk: Restaries. “It’s straight out of a Hans Christian Andersen fairytale,” says Virginia. “Filled with huge trees and endless roses and flowers, a place to escape away from the world.”
Once Virginia had asked her friend Stuart, from Spring One More, to design the invitations, everything really started to take shape. “He incorporated deep russet red and palest nude stripes, this formed the colour palette,” she says. “We then built out the day around the different spaces at Restaries: the meal at the giant stone table in an Italianate courtyard, and the ceremony under a horse chestnut tree.” She also asked her friend Vanessa, from VH Creates, to help with direction and planning, as well as local wedding planner Jenny Loyd, who orchestrated everything on the ground. Florist Nik Southern, from Grace and Thorn, did the flowers. “She used red, white and palest cream,” says Virginia.
For her dress, Virginia tracked down a Liz Martinez beaded gown she had come across online, eventually trying it on at Browns Bride. “I would describe it as a Galadriel/Veronica Lake/Bob Mackie-inspired dress,” she says. “It just felt very, very special. I was caught a little off guard by the beading as I wanted something less elaborate, but when it caught the light it made it look like liquid.” For her shoes, she worked with her close friend, stylist Kay Barron, who sent her endless options before Virginia finally settled on a pale grey lace-up vintage pair from Alaïa. With such a detailed dress, she opted for minimal jewellery. “A very simple gold wedding band that we had bought at a local jewellers, and then some tiny gold hoops with pearls, a gift from Marisa Hordern, founder of Missoma.”
Kay took David shopping for his suit, a day he later referred to as “completing Bond Street”. He eventually settled on a Dolce & Gabbana suit with matching bow tie, with an Alexander McQueen shirt with harness detailing and Church’s Amberley Chelsea boots and A.P.C. Nico sunglasses. “The goal of the outfit was old school Hollywood with a modern edge, and I’ve never looked or felt better,” he shares.
Virginia turned to her friend, aesthetic doctor Wassim Taktouk, for a series of facials and treatments at his London clinic in the lead up to the wedding. On the day, her make-up was an elevated version of what she does everyday, with a flicked eye and pink lips, care of Celia Evans. “Initially we had looked at my hair being back in a bun, however having it down lent itself to the slight ’70s vibe of the dress,” says the bride.
Virginia’s brother walked her down the aisle to “Sweet Virginia” by the Rolling Stones, in tribute to their father, while her goddaughter Eva acted as chief flower girl alongside her nieces and nephews. The writer Alison Taylor acted as officiant, and had the congregation in stitches. “During the ceremony I felt an avalanche of love around us, of joy and happiness,” remembers Virginia. “I glanced down at Winnie our dog, who was doing her customary ‘sniper crawl’ across the grass, desperately trying to get my attention.”
The unusually hot weather meant a change of plan for the post-wedding canapés, which were served by waiters on trays instead of melting on the table. “I had sourced a tiered stone fountain to be filled with bottles of champagne and ice,” says Virginia. “It was almost too hot to stand still so our photographers Moeez and Vikram did an amazing job catching us as we moved around the courtyard.”
A feast of salmon en papillote, spatchcock chicken and Eton mess was served in a sailcloth marquee in the top field, where guests wandered past alpacas, sheep and goats. Afterwards, the singer Eden Lole got the party started on the dancefloor, with margaritas, espresso martinis and late night burgers fuelling the dancing. Virginia was having so much fun that she didn’t have time to change into her second look, a JW Anderson bubble dress. “We ended with our friend the Spin Doctor playing much loved garage tunes late into the night.”
“I would live it again in a heartbeat,” she says now. “The photos capture the day perfectly – the chaos and love and heat.”








































