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We flew to Miami on Thursday for Amanda and Marc's wedding. I suppose I was invited by default, as Rufus was the one who received the invitation and I was the "and guest" portion of it. Regardless, we had a lovely time. Amanda was exquisitely beautiful, breathtaking. Events such as these are always fascinating, always wrought with emotion and heightened nerves. You look into someone's face and know that their life is going to be transformed forever, whether it be a wedding, funeral, or christening. In this particular case, a wedding, it was altering life in a good way. I still remember the look on her face before she took those steps down the aisle. Love and nervousness, fear and peace, excitement and joy. Those steps must have seemed to last an eternity in her mind as the train of her dress swept along the floor.
To be honest, I felt a bit out of place, like I did not belong. I did not know everyone all that well and felt like I was more in Rufus' territory. I feared how I looked to his friends, arm clasped around his. I was expecting dirty looks and words mumbled under people's breath, yet I believe everything went alright. It was strange seeing Teddy again. We really did not speak all that much. I do not think either of us knew what to say. After indulging in some alcohol at the reception, I felt better. I could just relax and watch Rufus mingle, the showman that he is.
We are lucky that the limo driver waited for us, we were running a little behind en route to Vizcaya for the ceremony. Rufus was having a hair crisis and I am not very skilled with ties. The way he pouts is adorable. He said he was hideous, yet that could not have been further from the truth. I am always so amused when his inner diva makes its presence known. To be honest, sometimes it is hard to keep a straight face and all I want to do is take him in my arms, kiss his cheek and assure him that everything is fine.
I have really been enjoying the warm air. The hotel is spectacular. Most of our free time has been spent on the balcony, the fresh air kissing our skin. We fly out tomorrow, so I hope to spend most of the day today outside sipping tropical drinks, trying to squash the hangover I woke with. I usually do not have much trouble with hard alcohol, but my system does not react well to excessive champagne and wine consumption. I would not change a thing, though. We had quite the evening.
I really am not sure how long I will be in America. It is too early to leave; Rufus and I still have some mending to do. It is almost like getting to know each other all over again, which is thrilling and nerve-wracking at the same time. The days become easier as we spend more time with each other, that is all I could have ever asked for anyway.
-Juska-
To be honest, I felt a bit out of place, like I did not belong. I did not know everyone all that well and felt like I was more in Rufus' territory. I feared how I looked to his friends, arm clasped around his. I was expecting dirty looks and words mumbled under people's breath, yet I believe everything went alright. It was strange seeing Teddy again. We really did not speak all that much. I do not think either of us knew what to say. After indulging in some alcohol at the reception, I felt better. I could just relax and watch Rufus mingle, the showman that he is.
We are lucky that the limo driver waited for us, we were running a little behind en route to Vizcaya for the ceremony. Rufus was having a hair crisis and I am not very skilled with ties. The way he pouts is adorable. He said he was hideous, yet that could not have been further from the truth. I am always so amused when his inner diva makes its presence known. To be honest, sometimes it is hard to keep a straight face and all I want to do is take him in my arms, kiss his cheek and assure him that everything is fine.
I have really been enjoying the warm air. The hotel is spectacular. Most of our free time has been spent on the balcony, the fresh air kissing our skin. We fly out tomorrow, so I hope to spend most of the day today outside sipping tropical drinks, trying to squash the hangover I woke with. I usually do not have much trouble with hard alcohol, but my system does not react well to excessive champagne and wine consumption. I would not change a thing, though. We had quite the evening.
I really am not sure how long I will be in America. It is too early to leave; Rufus and I still have some mending to do. It is almost like getting to know each other all over again, which is thrilling and nerve-wracking at the same time. The days become easier as we spend more time with each other, that is all I could have ever asked for anyway.
-Juska-