This is me after I got my hair and makeup did -- Toni kicked me out of the house and sent me to her beauty shop so I wouldn't be in the way while she set everything up (and so it would all remain a surprise).
Before the party, my dad and Adam were challenged to fill out a questionnaire to show how well they knew me... My brother Jon stood in for Adam and read his answers aloud. Turns out that Adam and my father were tied, and they only got half the questions right! Most horrifying right answer: farting, because it reverberated. Neither my dad nor Adam got that one right... (I'll leave you to imagine the question.)
The bridal shower, from my father and brother's perspective... Guests received their lemon-drop martinis in souvenir glasses with their names and yellow roses hand-painted on them. Each martini glass was unique and gorgeous, and made for beautiful (and practical!) favors.
The amazing loot. I had let it drop that I dreamed of starting a collection of mismatched cobalt and white china, and Toni ran with that as a theme of the party. Each guest scoured garage sales and antique shops to contribute a dish. We're writing their names on the back of them, so I will always know who gave me the plate and when. What a beautiful idea, and what a happy memory!
The heroes of the evening.... My father Gregg, and my talented stepmother Toni. (Forgive my dad's grin -- he can't help but make that face when a camera is trained on him.)Click here to see my brother's pictures from the day.
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