
My oldest friend, Nikole, got married. She and I have known each other since we were four. Our families were matched in pre-school for carpool and we have all grown up together: parents and children. She married Dan in a lovely ceremony in a small historic church.

And in true Nikole fashion, she picked up her dress from the seamstress (she had her add some more ruching) at 12:30 pm on Saturday. The day she was getting married-- at 5:30. Ahem. Not to be outdone, Marnie (Nikole's mother) received her dress
in the mail at 3:30 pm on Saturday. But they got the dresses, and got to the chapel on time, and got married!

The reception was at Nikole's parents' house, in their backyard. My parents and their friends helped set up the twinkle-lights in the trees, weed the garden, make pathways. It was a perfect place for a reception.

And underneath the dress/tux, a little color for the event...
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It was a beautiful, memorable evening!
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