My Groom Is No Longer Naked

Eben and I like to get around on our motorbike. Over the weekend we rode down to Bondi Beach and, unbelievably, found a suit for the naked groom. In a little shop Purdy Klampet (situated near the corner of Gould and Roscoe Streets in Bondi) Eben found his perfect rock star meet romantic hero suit.

But that is ALL he wants me to divulge because he is obsessed with surprises. I am allowed to leak the label and it is a doozy: "Saint Augustine Academy". Apparently the same designer makes suits for Wolf Mother. And Eben loves the association.

It's funny but I always knew he'd find his suit at the last moment. Can you imagine a bride being this cool about her dress? Jumping off a motorbike and grabbing something off the rack? This, ladies, is where men are different and it's a difference we can all learn to love. Does he have shoes? Is he going to wear (wedding) white Havianas? Well, he's Eben, so I guess he is leaving that to the Gods of chance as well.