As you know, we dream up fun, fake brides that are intended to inspire your own bridal style. In honor of #FridayFavorites — and in anticipation for our next bride release in just a few days — we're flashing back to our favorite Cork Collection brides:
Eve | Feathers & Fringe
One morning, the canyons were calling—and Eve answered. On a westward journey, she found not just herself, but also a love for nature. And although she wanders, she’s never lost—and never loses sight of what she longs for. She’s bright like the beating sun but plays it cool like the Sedona sunset.
Marie | French & Floral
When she's not buying a bouquet of fresh flowers from her favorite market cafe, Marie is admiring the pastel pink roses that fill her own garden. She wears floral patterns wherever she goes and loves nothing more than a stroll down a cobblestone French rue with a vintage clutch in hand.
Vivienne | Glamour & Gold
She’s charming and sophisticated, well-versed and well-traveled. An intimate dinner party is preferred to a night out on the town—unless it includes a stroll down Fifth Avenue, where her eyes sparkle as do her sequined pumps. With a positive outlook, she always sees the champagne glass half full (with a splash of St-Germain, naturally).
Ann | Classic & Coastal
When she’s not perfecting her house on the bay—a retreat almost as calming as the ocean itself—she’s setting sail with Freixenet in hand and her face to the sun. She’s a natural beauty with a classic sense of style. And her wedding is proof that timeless design transcends all trends and tastes.
Clara | Whimsy & Wonder
Once upon a time, there was a bride named Clara. She had locks golden like the sun and a smile sweeter than honeysuckle. It felt like forever that she was lost in love—until she fell down the rabbit hole and found herself in wonderland. And she’s been writing new chapters in her never-ending story ever since.
Dylan | Leather & Lace
She’s a real wild child—free as the wind blows and tough as nails. She likes punk rock and her whiskey straight. She doesn’t run with the boys—they run with her. Ask where time’s best spent and you’ll get one answer: the open road. But don’t be fooled. Under the layers of leather, there’s a sweet side that’s soft as lace.