A few weekends ago we flew to Denver for Chris and Kelly's wedding. And not only was it a beautiful milestone in their relationship, the weekend was a reunion for the old Studio 200 gang (including their support systems, i.e. significant others). Spending five years of sleepless nights together in Seaton Hall while stressing out about plantings, renderings, and AutoCAD turns you into family, and it's always good to see family.
Rehearsal dinner was a lovely Italian-themed meal with a pasta bar (the white sauce was to die for) and melt-in-your-mouth beef. I miss great cuts of beef here in New England — it's just not the same. As they handed out presents to the wedding party, we indulged in mini cannoli and tiny cheesecake pops (so good I couldn't put my second one down for a photo).
But back to family.
Friday afternoon my mom and dad drove all the way to Denver, just to have breakfast with us Saturday morning. They're amazing. We had fun at Target and a quirky little breakfast place that didn't measure up to Early Edition.
Dane also drove up to see us and go to a CU football game with Ren. And I somehow failed to get a photo of them. This will be rectified at Christmas.
After brunch, we met up with everyone to go present shopping then get ready for the big event. This, of course, involved much discussion amongst the ladies, and included a few last-minute outfit decisions. But once we placed the bow atop the large stack of board games (brilliant group gift idea, if you need one), we were off to The Sanctuary. Proper noun. Stunning.
After a beautiful wedding, mouthwatering food (I'm still craving the mac and cheese appetizers), and a smashing party, we crashed. After all, Ian and I's internal clocks are two hours later than most of the guests.
The next morning we loaded up, enjoyed breakfast with Dane and Ren, then headed back to the airport, where we whiled away our time with Pass The Pigs.
Happy wedding, Chris and Kelly, and welcome to the married club.
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