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The backdrop? Industrial chic at its finest - red brick, iron bridges, a hint of urban grit softened by the sunshine and Sarah's unreal styling ( with the help from her glam squad). A gospel choir had everyone swaying before the vows were even said and the speeches? Absolute comedy gold!
The wasn't just a wedding. It was a masterclass in how to do it your way, with soul, style and just the right amount of sass.