For one thing, it was amazing to have an excuse to see schoolfriends again, even though not everyone could make it. It's strange how we're all grown up and living all over the world, doing grown up things (or trying to, in my case). I'm not sure I'll ever quite get the hang of the passage of time.
|Three little maaaaaaaids from school. (I'm sorry, it had to be done.)|
But no one was paying attention to us, because Anny was the most beautiful bride in the whole world ever (I know I love hyperbole, but this time I mean it). In a moment straight from a movie, La, Yennie and I burst into tears the moment we saw her arrive, and had to pass around tissues, which we spent the rest of the ceremony clutching.
|Comes the pretty young bride! (I couldn't resist. I'll stop now.)|
|Shut up, we're not crying. We just got some happiness in our eyes.|
|This is not a Shakespearean comedy. We didn't all get married at the end.|
|This is their joy day unalloyed! (I'm really done with the G & S now. Promise.)|
|Ahahaha! This is even classier than our last picnic!|
But I do like weddings. (I may, in fact, just have a wedding at some stage without actually marrying anyone. Save all dates in the future, just in case.) This was my first friend-wedding, and it couldn't have done a better job of dispelling all cynicism about weddings, life, and the universe as a whole.
Congrats, Anny and Alan. I hope your life together is long and happy, and filled with all the cake you could possibly want.