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Real quick before I get into it – did that Ashton Kutcher kid really leave Demi of Ghost? I heard this recently. I just sort of thought it would never happen. Have you heard this, too?
Ok SO… Happy Friday afternoon AGAIN! :) As promised, here’s blog post numero dos, brought to you by none other than Brooke, one of our fabulous Knotty Bloggistas and it’s gonna KILL YOUR FACE. But yeah, so today has turned out to be a much more loverly Friday afternoon than earlier. At least where I’m located. And I’m digging it. Bam is at my feet, lettin’ ‘em loose like he just ate Mexican food or something, and still, despite that, I’m pumped to share everything that is THIS POST. That’s how good it is. Actually, speaking of Mexican food, I wanna share some words from the photographer responsible for shooting this KILLER A$$ WEDDING SHENANIGAN… one Taylor Lord Photography:
“What do a custom-made linen bride’s dress, homemade blueberry lemonade vodka and mexican chocolate chip cookies, a beat poet, edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros, driftwood, madlibs, cotton candy, a wedding march, and the cutest ring bearer entrance ever have in common?”
Seriously, I couldn’t have said it better. ALL OF THOSE THINGS mean one seriously phenom wedding.
BUT FIRST. Something that scares me… a mini personal story: