I can't get enough of the bride . . .
. . . or her son . . .
. . . or her daughters . . .
. . . both of them.
I can't get enough of the moms . . .
. . . have I mentioned these two? . . .
. . . and, well, who can get enough of these two?
I can't get enough of these two.
Did you want to see how our day began?
It began in Julie's Westy . . .
. . . in the back alleys of Asheville . . .
. . . with the A-Bags . . .
. . . who are known for lowering the bar.
I like to call this one, "Wait here, Dylan; I'll figure out where to stash the leaf blower."
And then we came upon this:
. . . and that's when all the magic started.
And, oh, the magic.
Holt Magic . . .
. . . and Kennedy Magic . . .
. . . and general Love-Fest Magic.
Later there was drinking and dancing and eating and general carousing:
. . . and more dancing . . .
. . . and more A-bags . . .
. . . and pretty girls everywhere.
But let's face it. It was all about Julie and John. Those two gorgeous, beautiful, fabulous, blissed-out lovebirds:
Love, love, love, love!!! Such great photos of such great people. You all look smashing. Really, quite the gathering of lovelies!
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beth
I love looking at this, a mllion times so far. so great Ellie and great pictures Bill...
ReplyDeletelove, mom
I love it too. Those last three moments just slay me. I feel lucky to have been basking in the glow of all that love!
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Jacquie