Gramaphones, photobooths, pot, oh my!

The wedding of Whitney and Tannan (Whitnan? Tanney?) began last Wednesday and included a casino night (i'm really good at roulette), shrimp, a bouquet full of m&ms, So You Think You Can Dance, southern accents, mutants, ripped pants, a dog wearing a hat, and hippies.

The play-by-play:
The bridal party sang Little Mermaid songs to keep Whit from crying (happy tears) during the photo shoot. A boy with pink hair served tiny pizzas covered in feta during the cocktail hour. Josh was in charge of the processional and has since sworn off all gramaphones for the rest of his life. The guests rose to the challenge of lighting candles in the wind (which i hear is no way to live your life.) i was a very dutiful and attentive bridesmaid. A car alarm and competing donkey marked the kiss and pronouncement. The reception in the tent was gorgeous. We got seriously sidetracked by the guest book photobooth. The best man toasted with a sword. On the way to the bathroom: saw an uncle rolling a joint. On the way back: saw uncle smoking joint. Bride and Groom: amused, not surprised. Dance, dance, dance. Fun, fun, fun. Hogged the photo booth some more. Got some milk and cookies and drove home.
A good time was had by all and Whitney and Tannan seemed to have the most fun,which is the point, right? i stole these pics from David, you can see many more of his shots here. You can also go to the professional photographer's site and view her stuff if you set up an account and use the key word, Whitney.