Sometimes, planning a wedding feels like the hardest possible thing you could choose to do with ALL your spare time. It’s not so much the wedding itself that’s tough (who
Independence Day. That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout. Whoever thought up the 4th of July on a Friday, plus giving Monday off to our sad little over-worked selves is a saint.
Over the last few weeks or so, I’ve been surrounded by “getting-ready-to-be-married-and-be-blissfully-happy-forever-and-in-the-meantime-try-on-dresses-and-buy-flowers-which-is-also-fun.” people. I’ve been helping ne of my good friends (whose getting married in May in Malibu,) with her
Hey peeps. New Orleans was great. Beyond great. Fantastic. I’ll tell you more as my thoughts swirl around in my head and finally make it out on paper, but until