I didn’t choose Sicily. I was born into it. Raised among its contradictions, its sun-scorched beauty, its fierce sense of place. And now, years later, having lived and worked in London, there’s still nowhere that holds love the way Sicily does.
When I plan weddings here, I’m not just working in a location—I’m coming home. And that feeling—of being rooted, of being known—that’s what I try to give every couple who chooses to marry on this island.
Because getting married in Sicily isn’t about checking “Italy” off your wedding mood board. It’s about something slower. Deeper. A little wilder, maybe. It’s about soul.
Venues here aren’t “curated.” They just are. A faded villa with vines crawling through the shutters. A clifftop abbey where the wind carries the sea into your vows. A family-run baglio with terracotta floors worn from decades of dancing.
These places don’t pretend. They don’t try to be timeless. They simply are—and always have been. There’s something freeing in that, especially for couples who crave beauty but don’t want the pressure of perfection.
As an Italian wedding planner, I don’t come in to impose a look. I listen, I translate the essence of the place into something that feels like the two of you. Because your wedding shouldn’t feel styled—it should feel true.
Sicilian weddings don’t start with ceremony—they start with food. And continue with food. And end, many hours later, with espresso, cake, and maybe an uncle playing guitar.
Here, menus matter. But not in the overly styled, “elevated grazing board” kind of way. They matter because they bring people together. Swordfish just pulled from the sea. Handmade pasta from a nonna who doesn’t speak a word of English. Olive oil from a grove the family has owned for generations.
Food isn’t a course—it’s a gesture. A welcome. A way of saying: You’re one of us now.
There’s a quiet gravity to getting married in Sicily. The island is old. It remembers things. And when you say your vows beneath Greek columns or beside a 17th-century chapel, you feel it. Not in a heavy way—but in a grounding one.
As a luxury wedding planning specialist, I help couples honour this history without turning it into theatre. Maybe it’s a Sicilian blessing read by a grandparent. Maybe it’s tossing petals made from dried orange blossoms. Maybe it’s simply the pause before the ceremony, when everything falls quiet and the light changes, and you realise—you’re part of something bigger now.
Couples who choose Sicily aren’t looking for control. They’re looking for connection. They’re the ones who linger over lunch, who prefer linen to lacquer, who understand that luxury is a full glass of wine, a breeze through open windows, and music that carries into the night.
Weddings here don’t run like Swiss clocks. They run like Sicilian summer nights—unhurried, joyful, a little unpredictable in the best way.
I help my couples navigate that rhythm. Not to tame it, but to let it hold them. Because that’s the real gift of marrying in Sicily: the chance to feel every moment, deeply and honestly.
Sicily isn’t for everyone. But for the right couple, it feels like the only place in the world that makes sense. And as someone who carries this island in her bones, there’s nothing more meaningful than sharing it with people who are ready to love it too.
If that’s you—welcome. Let’s begin.
I design soulful, refined celebrations across Sicily and London for couples who believe in beauty with meaning, and moments with depth. If you’re dreaming of a wedding that feels like art—but lived—I’d love to hear your story.
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