Get here. I gourged myself on fried chicken and macaroni and cheese late into a Friday night and ended up semi-crashing a private party happening in the space. The table of food/love scene in the photo was set up for the party. So. Much. Food.
Archive for July, 2012
Happy birthday you hippie hunk.
The top shot just contains so many beautiful things. Peonies and hydrangeas and fine aged wine. That wine cellar is truly dreamy. The flowers hung out in the temperature controlled cellar as we finished getting ready. I could live in this picture. Some day I will have a wine cellar in my house. Some day.
The second shot is of a few of the bridesmaids (cousin, college friend, future sister in law) looking on as Emily got zipped into her dress. I absolutely love the expressions and I also love the picture in the background, a print that so reminds me of my aunt and uncle and cousins. I remember it hanging in their last home and it reminds me of childhood and long summer days spent playing/making up ridiculous skits/eating Harold’s chicken at their house in Sewickley.