I arrived in Stockholm on a lukewarm Thursday night, after a three hour delayed and super HOT train ride from Gothenburg. Stockholm is always buzzing with life, especially in summer, this night was no exception. I took the subway to my friends apartment and texted Sofia and Chris that I had arrived. After a well deserved rest, I woke up the next day to a refreshing six degrees celsius. Perfect for location scouting in shorts and t-shirt! Thankfully I was staying with my friend who had a down jacket to lend me (a summer down jacket!). I didn’t think to pack any winter clothing, but I should have learnt by now to be better prepared. I caught an early morning train to Uppsala, tapping my SL card on the machine like a local, wearing my Aussie Bushman’s hat and leather sandals. I would like to point out that I was the only one wearing open shoes on the platform that morning. After swapping trains in Uppsala I finally arrived in Rosersberg, where I stepped out and into “no mans land”. Without GPS on my phone, I started walking until I found a couple of old ladies who pointed me in the right direction. No wonder it took me a while to find… Rosersbergs Palace is one of Swedens best kept secrets, tucked away in the lush green landscape on the shores of Lake Mälaren. With nothing else around, even the worst map reader would eventually stumble across the grand alleyways that leads to the Palace. By the time I stepped into the reception my toes and fingers were quite crunchy, but they quickly thawed during one of the most exciting private castle tours I have ever experienced. Roserbergs Palace was built in 1630 by the Oxenstierna family but became a royal palace in 1762. It was the home of our very first Bernadotte, Jean Baptiste Bernadotte, the French Marshall who was elected the heir-presumptive to the childless King Charles XIII of Sweden. A pretty exciting story behind this place, and perfect for a wedding!
The next morning was the day of the wedding. I met up with Sofia and her mum at Salong Panczel in central Uppsala. Like Rosersbergs Palace motto, it was the calm that crowned the day. It was so lovely seeing the mother and daughter getting pampered together, after many months of planning this wedding from different continents. Once the brides hairdo was weather proof, the preparations continued at Villa Anna Hotel. I remember clearly the moment the nerves started to kick in and everybody was running around like chickens. There are a lot of things that can go wrong when you are trying to plan a wedding in Sweden from Australia. Luckily, the only drama was a couple of missing flowers from the florist, the bridesmaids hair that wouldn’t curl, and the baby we all forgot about for 30 seconds as we were rushing out of the hotel room. Thankfully everything got sorted out, and I even got to rest my camera for a moment to play hairdresser. How the rest of the day unfolded you can see in the photos below. I just want to add is that this kind of love is forever. Chris is such a gentleman, a catch hard to find. Clearly, Sofia was willing to travel across many oceans to find him. Totally worth it, they’re a good match these two.. . like peas and carrots. Make sure you scroll down to see how to properly dress for a wedding in cold climate, I think we were all pretty jealous of the clothes the people who had travelled from Lapland wore… even the bride could have done with some proper leather pants under that dress, as could I.