open bars = good times.

hannah, flo and i at a wedding last saturday.

someone brought their tiny adorable dog to the wedding and we were like ohmygawd you are so cute we want to snuggle you and cuddle you and EAT YOU!

such a beautiful fairytale ceremony. it was practically in a forest. we were freezing though.

later we missed all the speeches at dinner because we drinking too much white wine on nearly empty stomachs, giggling at stupid things, and wondering aloud (probably very loudly, too) where our food was. then when the food finally came, they took it away when we went to the restroom. i think i might have eaten two slices of cake to compensate. i'm not positive. hannah also got bitten by another guest. yeah, it sounds weird, but it happened.

i don't even understand how i was able to drive home afterwards, but somehow we got back in one piece.

and that, my friends, is how i plan to behave at my own wedding someday.