On Sunday morning, I woke up early (as is my habit), decided I was still drunk and went back to bed. Until 2PM.
The Stephanie Klein/Suitor wedding on Saturday night was perfect. Simultaneously laidback and exquisite in every detail (not to mention heavy on the food and drink), it was everything I’d have expected from my favorite redheaded blogstress. I had the absolute best time. The food and wine pairings were so unbelievable that by the time we got to the dessert, I was certain I’d been translated to the glorious hereafter. Ooh, look! There’s the baby jesusâ€_ over there on the cheese plate!
Drinks, eats andâ€_ music. I didn’t dance a single dance, but I sure-as-shit belted out a few selections from Moulin Rouge along with the rest of Table 9. Take that, table 8! And we have choreography! Awesomest idea ever – having the talent from Brandy’s Piano Bar as your entertainment for the evening.
The bride, of course, looked amazing. And while the twins may have been tucked beneath layers of satin, they were still present – making several mentions is the ceremony as well as the speeches. It was so touching and sweet. I think every bride should be pregnant at her wedding – it just adds a whole new reason to cry happy tears.
I can’t wait for the pictures. Unfortunately, the bag that matched my shoes was way too small to fit a camera in it.
Or rather, fortunately. Because by the end of the night I’d dumped a glass of port on the whole thing and I’ve yet to meet a single electronic gadget that’s totally wine-proof.
At least you got to be part of the decision, my liver is fairly autocratic after similar events. She was absolutely lovely. What is it about piano bar music that just ratchets up the drunkness? Port is the heroin-addicted bank robber of the Wine family. And since it’s fortified, you probably didn’t need the extra push into the blissful abyss.
“And while the twins may have been tucked beneath layers of satin, they were still present”
Until I got to the end of that paragraph I was confused about whether the bride was pregnant or just has a really great rack. Haha. It sounds like it was a beautiful affair.
Sounds AWESOME! A wedding is not sucessful in my eyes unless some clothing was ruined by a stain from too much fun or the wedding video couldn’t be used for backmail in the future.
Funny how all those little details you just shared make perfect sense to those of us who know Stephanie’s story (have read her book). Two weddings in such a short amount of time! You must be waaaay over your shoe budget by now!
Awwwww! Glad you got to attend.
But the bride wore white
(From This Fish: Are you STILL not over that?! Ha! I think maybe you’re a little jealous that your whorish ways will keep you from a white tux one day.)!
I think you attended the blogging community’s wedding of the millenium. Sounds like it was lovely.