First, a few shots from the professional on the big day:









Good luck to the Bride and Groom on all life's adventures that are coming your way! We love you!
















We will dance our first dance as husband and wife to “Feels Like Rain” by John Hiatt. The first time I heard this song was the result of Brad’s knack for romance. At the end of one of our first dates, we drove to the park that would later become the site of our engagement. Brad blared this song out of his blazer called “ole busted”. As we danced in the moonlight, I fell in love with the song and began to fall in love with Brad. The song eventually became “our song”.Ladies, this guy really knocks romance out of the park. I'm so glad that Shelby has found such an amazing man to spend the rest of her life with. Congratulations, you two!
Liz - the Maid of Honor - had these precious cups on which we all wrote our words of advice for the bride. Mine said: "Always make time for yourself! (And keep this cup full!)" Everyone had some beautiful words of wisdom that Shelby can now treasure forever (as long as she hand washes)! We popped a few bottles of champagne and put the glasses to work!
Then it was time for presents - bring on the lingerie!
More adventures in bridal bliss coming this evening! And the wedding is tomorrow. So I'll have all kinds of good pictures on Monday!
We laid out on the beach, visited The Wharf, had a fun night out and a fun night in, and shopped to our heart's content (actually I could've shopped more).
Through the weekend we talked about our relationships, our future, and the impending changes our group will experience soon. We are sending Brittany off to D.C., marrying Shelby and sending her to Tucson, AZ, and welcoming baby Landon (yay!) in September.
I feel rejuvenated coming off our three days together. The sun and sugar white sandy beaches mixed with the best friends a girl can ask for surely make my worries wash away with the tide (or maybe 'makes my worries peel away with the top layer of my skin' is a more fitting analogy at this point).
If the winner does not happen to be me (please let it be me) then I will no doubt loathe the person who has this beauty in her home. BUT, all is not lost. Just by blogging about it - I'm hoping to bring this little guy home: