As promised, I wanted to give you a run down of our fabulous and fun weekend in Columbia. Like I mentioned, we visited our friends, Polly and Austin, and were in town so Chris could be an usher for his friend, Dave, from medical school.
Dave gave his ushers the dress code a few months in advance but Chris, with his hectic schedule, started thinking about it about a week before we left- such a boy thing to do. He needed a black suit and bow tie for the affair, neither of which did he own. So Thursday night, the evening before we left, he went to borrow a suit from a friend. The suit turned into a tuxedo jacket, one that was a little too large for him, and suddenly became the topic of conversation for every available moment leading up to the wedding.
Despite looking like a Chippendale's dancer, no one noticed, cared, commented on the fact that Chris' jacket was satin lined and appeared a little out of sorts. To Chris' relief and wardrobe insecurity, some serious crisis was averted.
I also had a bit of wardrobe malfunction. By malfunction I mean the top I intended to wear to the wedding was also part of my rehearsal ensemble (travel light, right?) and I may or may not have dribbled chocolate custard down the front of it while eating ice cream in the dark. Guilty. Guilty. Guilty. Since chocolate custard is fatal to a white blouse, I was stuck with a skirt and no top which is higly inappropriate for a wedding- or so I hear. So, I did what any fashion forward, quick thinking girl would do; I threw together something with what I had left over. Hello skirt and blue tee, you look nice.
At least Lakin looked sharp at the rehearsal. Someone needed to represent for this family.
Lakin's social hour.
David and Megan Atashroo
So thankful for a weekend away with the family. My parents took care of Lakin for us during the wedding because she likes them a whole lot and she's a bit of party pooper once the clock strikes 7pm. Thanks mom and dad for making the trip to watch the little girl.