Late night trip to Starbucks with Justin after Barbie and Matt’s wedding! We looked hot. The bartender’s name was Raul. I’m sure he thought we were lushes. I was a little surprised that there was a Filipino wedding scheduled the same night as a Pacquiao fight. There were oh-so many children at the wedding. One was wearing a skeleton costume. We named some of the guests: Boots, Mama Boots, Green Shirt, and Bondage. The cupcakes were for the children only. Ageists! I refrained from the electric slide and the cupid shuffle (or did not dance because no one would dance with me, sad panda). There were birds flying about during the ceremony (Justin: What kind of Little Mermaid shit is that?). We sat at Table 8. I was a little sad that I had to remove my makeup at the end of the night. Shoot, I so pretty.
(photo from Justin’s phone. MAH TELEPHONE!)