The countdown is officially on. In 9 days I will be a married woman. As you can probably understand this musters up quite of bit of stress. Good happy stress, but stress none the less. Dresses must be fitted, vows to be written, people must make their flights, a ton of things that are all in the books, but hanging over my head. I am basically, planing for the worst when things will most probably and hopefully all be dandy. Can’t I just marry my best buddy without loosing my shit Solange style and getting a hernia? Anyway, we were in New York this past weekend to celebrate my mother’s birthday and had a wonderful time, in spite of me being just a little STFO. Here are some shots from our first evening there on our walk over to Nobu. Do not mistake the looks of desperation for wedding anxiety though, definitely just hunger. Looking down alleviates stress apparently
I have a guilty conscience
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