From the bachelorette party onwards, these sets chronicle the union of two of our dearest friends, Justin and Laura Brzquishski. Bachelorette party at Allgos, our second-to-last stop. Mmmm...tasty desserts. Mmmm...super-tasty boozamahol.
Proof of our friendship: I was twenty minutes late for the rehearsal. And yet I lived! Still, I blame Labor Day traffic.
Our lovely bride,
quish, getting her make-up done by the ever-patient
k1ttycat.
I'm just pleased with this picture.
This picture sums up
quish perfectly.
Uh-oh! White folks dancing! Just teasing, y'all look mauvelous.
(This is extra funny, cause that's the table
bonisagus sat at. I am witty, see?)
The car belonging to the newlyweds was viciously attacked by tulle- and glowstick-wielding hoodlums. The perpetrators have not yet been apprehended, and anyone with information or descriptions should contact me for silencing to assist in the ongoing investigation.
(One of) My baby momma.
All right, toddling off to bed now.