The Bride and Groom Danced in the Rain at This Fashionable French Countryside Wedding

She decided on a mix of styles for her bridal party. Her sister, Faith, wore a full Stine Goya look in a powder pink that artfully accented her tattoos, whereas her friend Lewis wore Bottega Veneta flares and an Issey Miyake suit. Others opted for pastel gowns in various cuts and lengths. “I wanted them to feel relaxed, ready to have a good time, and like their best selves, so we all worked together to find colors, shapes, and textures that would compliment each individual but also look great together in a picture,” Constance says.

On September 23, Constance walked down the aisle as her childhood friend Florence Rawlings sang “Kiss Me” by Sixpence None the Richer. Arthur was waiting at the end in a tan custom Saville Row suit. He began to cry as she reached the end. “I had never seen him so overcome with such tears of joy,” she remembers. “It will be ingrained in my mind forever.” Another particularly poignant moment came when the guests stood up, mid-ceremony, to sing “Moon River’ together—something Arthur and Connie describe as “a transcendent moment neither of us will ever forget.” After their vows, the couple left hand in hand while their favorite Neil Young song played.

Cocktail hour was held in the front garden. Waiters passed canapés of fresh figs with goat cheese, while bartenders served a custom gin, lime, and lavender cocktail developed by Copenhagen cocktail company Aeris. (All the while, white hydrangeas floated in the pool.)

Afterwards, the 120-person crowd headed to dinner under a billowing white tent—which, Constance jokes, ended up being the best investment they made. Halfway through the speeches, the heavens opened. “It was the most rain at a wedding our wedding coordination team had ever witnessed,” she admits. Thankfully their band, The London Essentials, turned the dinner tent into a raucous dance-on-table party. “Everyone was standing on chairs and tables, singing along with them as the thunder and lighting rumbled on outside,” she says. “It was absolutely magical.”

After the storm let up, guests made a dash down the hill to the dancing tent—whose floor, due to all the water, turned into a de-facto slip and slide. Their first dance to “Into The Mystic” by Van Morrisson ended up more like a first stumble: “We just gripped each other tightly and laughed our way through it,” she says.

Turns out, everyone found the situation a bit comical—and, after a few negronis and espresso martinis, a whole lot of fun. As the night grew later (and rowdier) Constance changed into a short, shimmery mini-dress designed by her boss Stine. “She knew I loved the languid draped silhouette of our green sequin Louiza dress, so took that as a base, made it shorter on the hem, lower on the neckline, and proposed it in the most beautiful ivory sustainable sequin,” she says. The festivities ended up carrying on until three in the morning, and two days later, the couple was still cleaning up. “The mark of a good party!” Constance concludes.