Wedding!

No, not mine. Steve and Jeff’s. I went to a beautiful park I didn’t know about – and will have to visit again sometime soon before summer ends – and watched them become husbands. It was romantic, and it was also succinct. Which is kinda always a plus in weddings IMHO.

Afterwards, half the wedding party helped break down the tents, then everyone descended upon a very charming little art studio/party hall for the reception.

As the two artists in attendance, Ursula Husted and I got drafted to perform the ceremonial desecration of the new couple’s car. We were handed a box of pens that write on glass and directions to it. Here are some terrible photos of my side, paint on glass is really hard to capture!

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When we got back the party was winding down. We had of course waited for the cake before doing this sneaky mission. I ended up dancing quite obscenely with Rowyn and Sasta; at this point I think it’s inevitable that someone will want to coax me to strut my stuff after all this dirty dance class.

And now I think I will walk home and be lazy for the rest of the evening. Maybe order in.

I dunno. Weddings make me feel really grown up somehow, now.

 

 

 

 

edit. Rowyn tweeted a photo of the drivers side art in action. n.n

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