We went to my cousin’s wedding in Dallas over the weekend and it was lovely. Just lovely. The bride was beautiful, my cousin is a handsome young man and they will have gorgeous babies one day.
We were greeted with rosé when we checked in and given champagne when we got to the ceremony. They wanted us liquored up. The ceremony was across the street in a park with a giant eyeball in it.
The chairs and couple were not facing the eyeball, don’t worry.
The reception was on the hotel rooftop. It was 50°. We were cold. There was sushi, wagu brisket barbecue, and more. And a fro yo station.
And there was this hanging from the ceiling at the reception
We had a great time. There was dancing. The cakes were delicious. There was drunk dancing (not by me). There were lovely flowers (roses and ranunculus. There was dancing in which the dancers were committed to their dancing, however bad it may have been. There were stunning bridesmaids dresses. There were 60 year-olds dancing to Kanye.
When we got back to our room, this superfantastic gift box was waiting for us. I’ll leave with that.
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