MEET BECKY BARRY
RURAL CELEBRANT servicing the wimmera, grampians & south west victoriA
Get Hitched
by the young, fun & personality-packed wedding celebrant servicing regional Victoria & beyond
Bringing the love and laughter back into rural wedding celebrations
But I DO (pun intended) love weddings. Wedding ceremonies? They’re kiiiinda overlooked though. They seem to be the part everyone wants to end. Because when the ceremonies been and gone, the bridal party can breathe a sigh of relief, the drinks can start flowing and the party can *finally* start.
👉🏼 Maybe it’s the fuddy duddy celebrants bringin’ down the vibe (I know, I know… I couldn’t possibly say that)
👉🏼 Maybe it’s the outdated rules and traditions dictating how weddings *should* be
👉🏼 Or just maybe, it’s the thought of *gasp* getting married by a priest or celebrant with the personality of a dry sand shoe in a church, wearing a wedding dress that has more lace and sequins than a late night Moulin Rouge show *shudder*
Whatever it is, wedding ceremonies have lost their spark.
Jokes, I'd never say that.
Luckily for you...
I just LOVE love.
My own wedding? Bit of a shit show, not gunna lie.
After a (surprise) baby Barry announcement, farmer Rob (aka now-husband farmer Rob) decided it was the perfect time to pop the question with an engagement ring he’d been hiding in the filing cabinet for over 9 (9!!) months.
Deciding to ditch the engagement party (what’s a party when you can’t enjoy a cheeky champers anyway), we thought we may as well “just get married”. Scouring the calendar to find a free weekend, the only date left just so happened to be farmer Rob’s lucky day (his birthday). Our local celebrant Mavis had better plans that arvo, but she kindly offered up some early morning nuptials.
So 6 weeks later, wearing a $70 eBay-couture wedding dress (which turned up 5 days before the wedding might I add), my dad walked me down the aisle, shotgun in hand, to my now-hubby. “I do’s” done, it was the moment everyone had been waiting for - the big party and free piss. The completely sober taxi driver arrived (it was me… I was the (pregnant) sober taxi driver) and once the bar had been drunk dry, I dropped everyone at the pub to carry on the shenanigans.
14+ years later, 2 gorgeous girls and living on a duck farm near Dimboola, life’s lookin’ pretty good. And now, I get to marry legends like
Oh, and your wedding? It’s gunna freakin’ rock 🤘🏼
& make wedding ceremonies fun again
This rule breakin’, champagne drankin’ country gal is here to shake shit up
you.
Get to know your rural celebrant, one fun fact at a time…
Champagne, all the way
Coffee
Spending time enjoying a few quiet (read: loud) bevvies with friends & stealing the limelight (and microphones) from live music acts… can’t take me anywhere!
Bette Davis Eyes
Getting paid to start parties & help superstars like you celebrate your day, your way
Weapon of choice
Favourite food
When I’m not marryin’ legends like you, you’ll find me
Wedding song request
Best part of my job
Weapon of choice
Favourite food
When I’m not marryin’ legends like you, you’ll find me
Wedding song request
Best part of my job
Champagne, all the way
Coffee
Spending time enjoying a few quiet (read: loud) bevvies with friends & stealing the limelight (and microphones) from live music acts… can’t take me anywhere!
Bette Davis Eyes
Getting paid to start parties & help superstars like you celebrate your day, your way