Fun While Being Glam?

Here's the next post from THE WEDDING (by the way, I am procrastinating buying my laptop, for some reason I am very nervous about it...)

So after the bridal party left the church, we decided to go down to the lighthouse and hang there for awhile - as long as we didn't meet up with the bridal party, cos that would have been awkward, strange and down-right weird. We'd be like wedding photo stalkers...



So Helen N, Rachel, Larissa, Sarah and I sat on a blanket - provided by an always thoughtful Miss Brisbane. I am in this picture, those are my fabulous heels, taken off when I realised that walking up a drought striken grass hill is
a)slippery, and
b)can't be done in heels without something breaking




Sometimes, Sarah is puzzling. Other times, you know exactly what she wants. and right now, she wants to go swimming, 'Screw all this fancy wedding stuff. Why do people get married anyway? They could be swimming! These shoes are killing my feet. I wonder what grass tastes like?'




So, shoes in hand, hairstyles diminished 5ths of what they were at 2 o'clock, onto Reception. (And the Bonehead Challenge!)