When I got engaged last December, I was what you might call unprepared. Not only was I not wearing shoes at the time of said engagement (or wearing makeup, or had a manicure, or a phone battery for post-engagement selfies), but I was also wildly unprepared for the time, expense and admin that quickly engulfs your life after the champagne wears off, and the function packages start rolling in.
My first taste of the wedding planning juggernaut came when my partner and I began to plan our engagement party. My future parents-in-law kindly offered to host it at their home, which was convenient/amazing/calming, mostly because it let me obsess over every minute detail – which somehow becomes your hobby the second you become engaged. Also, I got to have it somewhere I was comfortable i.e. keep with the no-shoes theme.