Friday, June 27, 2014

Bridesmaid Round 14: My Best Friend's Wedding

My best friend got married last week and no I didn't have to bring a gay friend along to pose as my fiance nor did I cause a ruckus and run across a lawn in a gray long-sleeve crop top.

But I do like Julia Roberts, and I do like baseball, so, I'm not totally without similarities.

Sorry if you're lost. Let's get back to the point. My best friend got married! Kels (otherwise known as Beef, don't ask) and I met at the beginning of our freshman year of college when she lived exactly one floor up from me in student housing. Nine years later............we still talk every day. That "............" area includes almost too much for me to try and sum up. It's like, a couple years of being roommates, one school transfer (as in we both transferred to the same different college), one sewing class in which a woman once yelled about not wearing a bra and it felt like a pivotal moment in our lives, a few dozen midnights spent driving through freezing streets with the windows down and the heater on and blasting Celine Dion for all the world to hear, countless sleepovers, countless g-chats, countless phone calls when the world just wasn't going right, a ridiculous amount of inside jokes that mostly results in us speaking something like our own language, accidentally owning the same shoes(x3ish)/wallet/etc because we live a couple states apart but still manage to share a shopping soul.......etc etc etc. 

I feel like that paragraph could never get big enough to do this thing justice.

The basic idea is that this girl is my other half, my sanity, my 12-year-old-boy-sense-of-humor-Sandlot-loving-best-friend soulmate. I'm equal parts crazy about her and constantly worried about what might come out of her mouth in public (when truthfully it's just something I'm probably thinking too). You know those friends who you never have to worry about being in a fight with because you 100% know how they will react to everything so you're completely confident acting and speaking around them or making decisions for them or whatever? That's what we've got.

I couldn't have been happier to spend three days solid with her the week of her wedding. Now if she'd just hurry back from her honeymoon so I'm not lonely on g-chat every day, that would be real nice.

And here's all the random photos I took on my iPhone on her wedding day.

If it looks handmade, it is. (Including the postcard party favors, which are now hanging by my desk at work.) Because she's a professional artist. So of course. (Hey, I hung up the streamers. I have some skillz.) (And yeah, she shaved their wedding date into the bottom of her hair in roman numerals because that's how she does.)

p.s. I still owe you guys Iceland pictures. I soon.


FWIL Sentimental Blog Content said...

I love those friends, they are true treasures. ( That should be a cross-stitched pillow) And it does like like one amazing wedding!

Budget Splurge Beauty said...

wow if my best friend has a wedding this beautiful I will be very lucky. Looks amazing!