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my best friend’s wedding

We’ve been talking about this day together since we were 12. We had the details picked out, the dream man described, but at that time he was faceless and not nearly as perfect as the one who walked into the picture 7 years later. I’ve been dreaming about this day for over a decade, counting down the days the past few months, and this weekend the day finally came, my best friend’s wedding.

Was it everything we imagined? No, not even close. It was a million times better. I love the bride so much, and the groom for being her perfect other half, that I was overwhelmed with emotion. I cried when I saw her in her dress. I cried through their beautiful vows. I cried when she danced with her dad. I cried when he danced with his mom. I cried when his father gave a heartfelt blessing. I looked around the room that was filled with so much love between family, friends, and couples and I thought my heart was going to burst from all of the love.

I watched them dance, smiling and kissing, and watched how they looked at each other. I thought, that’s what I want. That is what love is. Have I been aiming too high? Maybe. But after watching them, and all the wonderful couples in the room, how could I settle for less?

I couldn’t catch the bride that much through the night but take my word for it, she was stunning.

The cutest flower girl

adorable


always a bridesmaid

my other half, K. While the maid of honor was making her (hilarious) speech, K turned to me and said, “I’m writing a speech for you, even if I’m not your maid of honor.” I was actually thinking the same thing about her during the speech. I have some of it written already!

we were highly entertained by the fact that everything metal kept getting attached to our bracelet that had a magnetic clasp.


my college roommate. love her!


One of my favorite accents of the night, the Rutgers ice luge

One of my favorite photos, the single ladies during a slow song : /

my friend, H, lived in the area so he stopped by after the reception to party with us

the infamous Fat Sandwich. Read: Cheesesteak, mozzarella sticks, fries, chicken fingers, and marina sauce, all in one sandwich. Mmmmmmm! i gained 25 lbs in college because i ate 3 a day for a year.

It was the most fantastic weekend. ever. As for the FH, I didn’t meet him this time. There’s always the next wedding, right?

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my best friend's wedding

We’ve been talking about this day together since we were 12. We had the details picked out, the dream man described, but at that time he was faceless and not nearly as perfect as the one who walked into the picture 7 years later. I’ve been dreaming about this day for over a decade, counting down the days the past few months, and this weekend the day finally came, my best friend’s wedding.

Was it everything we imagined? No, not even close. It was a million times better. I love the bride so much, and the groom for being her perfect other half, that I was overwhelmed with emotion. I cried when I saw her in her dress. I cried through their beautiful vows. I cried when she danced with her dad. I cried when he danced with his mom. I cried when his father gave a heartfelt blessing. I looked around the room that was filled with so much love between family, friends, and couples and I thought my heart was going to burst from all of the love.

I watched them dance, smiling and kissing, and watched how they looked at each other. I thought, that’s what I want. That is what love is. Have I been aiming too high? Maybe. But after watching them, and all the wonderful couples in the room, how could I settle for less?

I couldn’t catch the bride that much through the night but take my word for it, she was stunning.

The cutest flower girl

adorable


always a bridesmaid

my other half, K. While the maid of honor was making her (hilarious) speech, K turned to me and said, “I’m writing a speech for you, even if I’m not your maid of honor.” I was actually thinking the same thing about her during the speech. I have some of it written already!

we were highly entertained by the fact that everything metal kept getting attached to our bracelet that had a magnetic clasp.


my college roommate. love her!


One of my favorite accents of the night, the Rutgers ice luge

One of my favorite photos, the single ladies during a slow song : /

my friend, H, lived in the area so he stopped by after the reception to party with us

the infamous Fat Sandwich. Read: Cheesesteak, mozzarella sticks, fries, chicken fingers, and marina sauce, all in one sandwich. Mmmmmmm! i gained 25 lbs in college because i ate 3 a day for a year.

It was the most fantastic weekend. ever. As for the FH, I didn’t meet him this time. There’s always the next wedding, right?

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Have a fantastic weekend!

I’ve been so busy this week I seriously thought my head was going to pop off from the stress. I’m so looking forward to this weekend. I’ll be heading back to my Alma Mater, Rutgers University, to attend my best friend’s wedding. The couple met at Rutgers, had their first date there and seven years later the proposal was also on campus, so it’s only fitting that the wedding is held there as well. The bride to be asked me to draw a map, to be included in the welcome bag for all of the guest, highlighting all of their favorite places on campus, many that have special memories. I was honored to help and had so much fun making this:

I decided not to bring a date to the wedding because I just wanted this weekend to be about spending time and celebrating with my girlfriends.
...and because I hear there are great chances of meeting future husbands at weddings. :) teee heee

Hope you have a fantastic weekend!

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Have a great weekend!


PS: If I had a child I would dress them up in animal costumes and tutus everyday!

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Fantastical

I had yet another fantastical weekend. My chores were done, my apartment was clean and I was rested and ready to work. I stayed in Friday night and all day Saturday to work on a new chapter. My landlord hasn’t turned on the heat yet so it was fa fa fa freezing in my apartment. I was bundled from head to toe, even wearing my knitted hat to sleep.

The heat came on for a brief moment friday night which resulted in a leak Saturday morning from all of our radiators and also from the apartment upstairs, which was dripping down to ours. Oh, the life of a starving writer; freezing cold and living in fear of the ceiling collapsing.

I finally got around to hanging up some pictures above my bed.

It’s hard to see but they’re black & white pictures of London, Kent, and East Dulwich, England.

All of my beloved books finally have a home on my IKEA bookcase. They’re not alphabetized and organized yet but I just love looking at them sitting on the shelves.

I have one wall left, above my desk and dresser that is still bare. I’ve been debating what to do with it, which pictures I wanted to hang, but then I saw this living room from Made By Girl and was totally inspired. Why not hang them all up? I’ve always been a little hesitant about hanging things up. What if I decide to move it and have a big giant hole in my wall? I’ve also always been a little anal about having things match, which none of my stuff does. These mismatched frames go so well together, I’m inspired to make my own Inspiration Wall. (coming soon!)

I worked late Saturday night and decided to pimp myself out in exchange for a warm apartment to sleep in. Luckily, Miss Brit took me up on my offer, picked me up from work, stopped at a McDonalds drive through, went back to her place and stayed up late talking and eating in bed. I woke up next to her the following morning and thought, “Isn’t it nice to wake up next to someone you love for a change?”

Miss Brit’s mom woke us up Sunday morning and we headed to Bondi Road for brunch and unlimited drinks. B and I agreed that brunch has to be our favorite food. The place was super cute, an Aussie themed tiny hole in the wall, and the Eggs Benedict (my fave) and bloody marys were excellent. (Not to mention our Aussie waiter was McHot). We stayed there until they began setting up for dinner. (Read: way too long!)

We attempted to go shopping afterwards which we realized very quickly was not a wise idea. We were stumbling around, barely able to pull ourselves together. Our taxi driver earlier was laughing at us, saying he usually gets our kind after 10pm on a Saturday night.

I’m feeling a little under the weather today, I think from sleeping in a 30 degree bedroom. I’ve got some vitamins, tea, and meds and hoping to beat this before it gets worse.

Looking forward to what this week has to offer. Hope you had a lovely weekend!

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