our dear friends’ wedding closes a week’s worth of revelry and frolic.

blowouts, whiskey sours, lips o’glossy, and late night grilled cheese; all sanctioned silliness.

my partner in crime and i will be {crashing} attending the ladies luncheon today.

i’m counting on her to keep my pinky erect and my tongue less tart.

tonight a rehearsal dinner with an open mic……i’m thinking anne murray karaoke ?

tomorrow night we make merry in the marriage of great friends. i’m hoping my {stilts} heels will last.

what does you weekend filofax look like?