Even after I broke up with the best friend, Clinton and I stayed close. For about 2 years we caught up for movies and lunch, I didn't go a week without seeing him. There was always a little chemistry between us, and since we'd been friends for so long, we knew everything about each other. I always knew that Clinton had a crush on me, but it had never gone any further.

One week I was away in Sydney on business, Clinton and I emailed a couple of times a day. It was then that it hit me that I really missed being away from him. We discussed this via email and arranged to meet at his house once I got off the plane.

From that night on, we were inseparable. We moved in together and were living together for 10 months when he proposed. I had just flown home from working in Perth to be surprised by a pancake breakfast and a very nervous, shy proposal (down on both knees).

We had 14 months to arrange the wedding since we wanted to get married on the date that we first got together. (7th December).

It had rained all week and I was incredibly worried that it would pour on the wedding day. With an outdoor ceremony in the Fitzroy Gardens, with no emergency cover , I was dreading the thought of having to worry about my hair, dress and all the guests getting soaked.

Fortunately, Clinton and I had been extremely organised, everyone knew exactly what had to be done on the day. (This was probably due to the fact that I had issued the families with a 7-page itinerary for the wedding day, and days leading up).

We spoke to each other on the phone in the morning, neither of us had slept very well, but were excited and not too nervous about the day ahead.

After hours of pampering, preparation and photos, I got into the car and was off. I loved the drive to the ceremony, I was with my sister, Mum and step-dad and felt like such a princess as passers-by looked and waved.

We had a very informal ceremony in the Fitzroy Gardens in East Melbourne. I arrived to a very nervous looking Clinton. He hates being the centre of attention and certainly didn't like everyone staring at him. Fortunately our family and friends were there to give him some support while he waited for me to arrive.

We had a lovely celebrant who was very welcoming to walk down the aisle towards. She definitely made both of us less nervous. Clinton and I had a quick hug and a whisper to each other before the ceremony started, which definitely made him feel more comfortable.

We both remember the ceremony being very quick. We wrote our own vows and it was nice to see everyone in the audience smiling, laughing along and being involved in our commitment to each other. By the end, there wasn't a dry eye in the house. (I don't think my mother's eyes had been dry all day).

After another round of photos, we entered the reception and were able to relax, chat and have a great time with our family and friends.

We had our reception at The Adelphi hotel in Flinders Lane. The room was gorgeous. With the city skyline in the background, we had an intimate dinner with 34 of our closest family and friends. We had dancing on the balcony to music we had selected and painstakingly burnt to CD's ourselves.

The speeches were beautiful, the music was a hit with everyone and I remember feeling like I'd had the night (and day) of my life. I wouldn't have changed a thing.

The hardest thing to arrange was the reception. I am definitely a control freak, but the staff at the Adelphi Hotel didn't fill me with confidence that they had the task at hand.

The easiest things to arrange were the flowers. The girls at the Fat Tulip were fantastic, they gave us heaps of great ideas, followed up on our calls and delivered the most amazing looking flowers to our house and reception venue on the day.

Clinton and I didn't have any disagreements, but there certainly was some contention regarding the guest list with my parents. I was glad we stuck to the maximum of 36 people, but that caused a few problems with friends of my parents. Mum ended up sorting it out, but I certainly wouldn't be apologising for our choice.

Clinton and I spent 3 nights in Sorrento before jetting off to Tahiti for our honeymoon. We stayed in the over water bungalows at the Pearl Resort on the island of Manihi. It was gorgeous. We swam, ate, read books, talked for hours and generally relaxed.