The party pt 1

I’m not gonna stay in wedding-land for too long, the other one just left for work and I’m alone and tired, but I want to share the last bits of my wedding.

I have a lot to say about my wedding, but it was truly beautiful. Obviously I still get pissed that I never got to perfect anything like I’d visioned.. I think of that as one of my strongest suits and my biggest curse. That everything has the potential to be better, and nothing is ever perfect.

HOWEVER!! Our guests looked perfect.

And they laughed..

We laughed..

To the point of ridiculous (this is probably after seriously two bottles of cava btw. Do not mistake this for true happiness)

We were moved.

So we held hands.

And laughed through tears.

When my beautiful parents spoke and the talented jazz combo paused.

And we kissed.

Apparently everyone did. I didn’t wear lipstick.

There was cake. At night. Best one I’ve ever had. At the best possible time. Who doesn’t want to cake when drunk?

Which the other one didn’t think I could fucking handle.

So I claimed some more.

Then fulfilled my duties as cake shoveler back in an orderly and professional manner.

Stay tuned..