It’s your wedding and you’re an adult, so DO WHAT YOU WANT. Like Hollis and Brittany, who designed a dream day and got married in a field all by themselves (with Tim officiating and me on cam, but... basically by themselves). Big box weddings where you do everything you’re “supposed” to do even if those things mean nothing to you are boring as hell, let’s make a collective pact to be better than that, oui?
They flew in from Vegas for their engagement photos, landed two hours ago, and Seattle was like “oh did you need some bomb light, we gotchu.” Oh and APPARENTLY some people look super hot after a Spirit Air flight, who knew? 😏
Boyz II Men released II in 1994 and if pressed I would STILL take it to a desert island as my only music option, no question. Also did you know that some people think Shawn was the hot one? Team Wanya for life. Who me? Just at home drinking wine/editing this wedding/thinking super deep thoughts, why do you ask?
For once in her life the queen didn’t sass me, which is how I knew Natasha was feeling FEELINGS before her wedding 😂 She and Doug are on the blog today if you’re into rainy Seattle bombness. Also does anyone else hate the phrase “all the feels”? I almost used it just now and thought ‘wait. No. Get ahold of yourself.’
Just us and the moon (oh and a whole city overflowing with Amazon employees... does this count as an optical illusion?)
The past few nights we’ve been laying in bed murmuring to each other about how we’re all the sum of our choices. If we’re Facebook friends you might have seen that we narrowly missed getting hit by a wildly drunk driver on Sunday, who went on to kill someone behind us. It shook us into quiet contemplation this week, and made me feel all over again that i want to chase life double on behalf of the woman who didn’t survive— because it could just as easily have been us. And it makes me think about how many choices we all really have, extending their arms to us, trying to entice us to do the easy thing but also whispering that doing the hard thing is better. Occasionally someone will ask us “how we got brave enough” to quit our jobs or travel to far flung places. And we think, it’s because we tried really hard to be brave when the stakes were small, and then the stakes somehow kept getting bigger (and so did the rewards). And the opposite is true, too. The drunk driver had four previous DUIs. Plenty of opportunities to choose the hard thing and pursue recovery. Yet... he didn’t. Our choices keep piling up, keep constructing our reality. And through them we keep creating ourselves over and over again, becoming people that we may never have expected, for better or worse. Our 2008 selves could never have dreamed up the lives we’re currently living, and I hope our 2028 selves are equally as surprised and delighted by brave choices leading to an even wilder life that we know nothing about yet. And I hope the same for YOU too- that your options keep multiplying thanks to your own bold moves, and that we always grow toward the light.