For the record, Maia is incapable of taking a picture without making her tongue a feature
We had a lovely day yesterday at the wedding. Maia's puffed sleeve party dress was a hit and perfectly amenable for throwing some shapes on the dance floor.
The kids were fantastic and charming and managed to stay up five hours later than normal. Guess who still woke up at 6AM? Need a clue? He looks like this:
Regretfully, I can't show you a single picture of me in Final Dress with accessories (the shoes are black and the bag green for the interested) as not a single picture was taken. It's hard to comprehend how documenting the minutiae of the dress and me in the dress is not as important to other people. And taking a picture of myself in the bathroom of the hotel would have been a little too sad. But here is one eighth of the dress:
Please do not adjust your monitors to return my skin tone to normal Amanda-shade. I had a spray tan.