An Italian wedding

While we were staying in Tuscany there was a big wedding at the local catherdral, officiated by the then RC Archbishop of Glasgow who apparently is a relative of the family and had flown out specially.  Irene and I were there we see the action.  

Lots of smart guests, linen, vertiginously high heels and stylish wraps were much in evidence.

Beautiful bridesmaids, the grown ups in plain but elegant dresses.

The bride arrived just a little late in this gorgeous old Cinquecento driven by her Dad, it had to be left down the hill as there is no road access to the church which is as usual at the very top of the old part of town.

Father and bride walked up the steps together 

and into the cathedral.  All very understated and extremely elegant, so Italian.