Wedding #2 yesterday was held on a beautiful piece of property in Olympia. It was outdoors, and all the blossoms were out (so were the goats, chickens and kittens). The bride, my friend C., found her lovely ivory lace gown at a boutique in Seattle. It was refreshing to see something other than a starchy white, bedazzled-cupcake gown.
I was grateful she avoided the poodle prom updo and went for a soft classic updo, with a little feather hairpiece. Her sash and shawl contrasted splendidly with her vibrant hair.
4 comments:
Your friend looks beyond beautiful.
I'm secretly jealous of your wedding schedule! I've only been to one, and it was a lot of fun.
She's gorgeous!
I dislike weddings, like you. That manufactured romanticism, all the crazy fuss, the mandatory joy, argh... hardly leaves any space for genuine emotion...
She looks so stunning!!!
A: You're welcome to attend weddings with me! I'd enjoy the company...
Mary-Laure: I agree! Manufactured romanticism is a good way to describe it.
Pretty Face: I know! I couldn't stop taking pictures of her.
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