One Wedding and A Loch Ness Monster
Aug 20, 2013 - by VicFrid
'You don't step into love, you fall in. Head over heels.' - Valentine's Day
I am such a sucker for a good love story. I am not lucky in love myself, so I adore seeing my friends find their happy endings (no double entendre intended). This past weekend, in particular, was the wedding of a newly fabulous friend, and I could not wait to celebrate her big day.
I traveled with two girlfriends to the city of Baltimore. Of course we traveled like the classy ladies that we are via Amtrak with water bottled wine, Duane Reade cheese and Financier Patisserie macaroons (YUM).
This was my first time in Maryland, so I was excited to do a little bit of site seeing during the day as well. First stop was a spot called Miss Shirley’s Cafe. Not only was the breakfast heavenly, but the drinks were to die for with my now favorite bloody mary ever (extra spicy and just what the doctor ordered).
However, the food was not the only amazing part. Because as we continued our walk, we met the long lost cousin of Nessie the Loch Ness Monster, Chesie. Clearly we had to ride the girl (even if we were the only adults without kids in line).
After the amaziness of seeing and riding around the ever so peaceful and gorgeous Chesapeake Bay, we were ready for a nap and break before getting dolled up for our friend’s wedding.
Of course my girls and I were stunning, but we didn’t even compare one millimeter to the bride (nor should we have). The girl of the hour was stunning to say the least. From walking down the aisle with tears to her first dance to her ever so surprising yet incredible singing of Etta James’s song “At Last,” the bride was perfection in every way.
Now I’m just waiting for the honeymoon details when she’s back in two weeks from Bora Bora (lucky b@).