Well, the sister is officially married. She looked like an angel, in an airy, vintage-style strapless dress from Etsy. The tables were decorated in blush pink with little paper cranes folded from Maneki Neko paper. It was really just a beautiful day because it was a celebration of nothing but a remarkable love shared between two people. It wasn’t about being showy or snobby. It was just a boy and a girl who have been with each other through a lot of hard times. And together, they’ve made those hard times manageable, and worth laughing about, and they’ve become stronger through them all.
And, oh. Can you tell they made me fall in love with their love? My sweet sis. Her sweet lover boy.
So, quick post for today because I’m all hopped up on romantic bliss and would really rather start an epi of Downton Abbey than sit on a cold chair and blog about pineapple rice.
But, ooooh. Pineapple rice.
Maybe I happen to be in love with being vegan right now, too.
(Note: maybe means heck yes I am.)