yesterday ben and I spent a lazy day at a friend's flat, playing monopoly, eating nachos, drinking ginger beer (new love) and watching grease when this little gem of a reality show came on.
it's called don't tell the bride.
pretty much the premise is the producers of the show will give a couple £15,000 to plan their wedding, but with a catch.
only the groom is allowed to make any of the decisions. the bride is in the dark until she shows up on her wedding day.
obvious shenanigans ensue.
but it is definitely an amusing little hour of television.
especially when are are in the midst of planning your own wedding.
ben and I were talking about it on our way home, and we decided that (unlike the show) ben probably could plan our wedding better then I can.