... but that they lived.
And yes, those are ham-and-cheese croissant sandwiches in the foreground. This was my wedding, thankyouverymuch -- not Martha Stewart's.
Here's me wiping some lipstick off of poor Choreboy, with my Diet Coke conveniently clutched in my left hand.
And before I get back to being productive...
Here's one last one, after my sister made me put down the Diet Coke. For some reason she didn't think it was appropriate.
It even matched my theme. Sheesh.
Oh, and if you squint really tightly and look just to the left of Choreboy's face, you can see the Gum Zombie peering in, sneaking into the picture. Typical, and perfect.
7 comments:
What a beautiful bride!
Congratulations to you both!
She's even more beautiful without makeup, but she won't listen to ME.
Thanks Heidi and AD :)
(pssst... Heidi, get your butt back over to Spark -- who else am I going to bitch about my treadmill with?)
And honey, you know I love you and would do anything for you but you're biased. And you married a woman who lives for her warpaint. You knew this going in. You're going to have to deal with it.
Smoochies :)
You look absolutely AMAZING :) I am soooo happy for you both!!!
Cake looks good too ;)
Choreboy--you're going to have to take her, makeup and all. Trust me, I know this VERY WELL. ;)
Congratulations! You both look great! Amanda, you look beautiful--I'm sure with OR without makeup.
I don't see anything wrong with the Diet Coke. I think it's quite tasteful, and finer then any wine.
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