I played dress-up Friday night, took the 40D, and documented the important stuff - dancing feet:
Proof that there was some serious fun going on.
And it wasn't going on in a fisherman's shack either. No siree Bob, this was a high class establishment. With a bootiful staircase,
and a bootiful gazeebo and stuff in the back
and a bootiful chandelier
and bootiful shrimp
It was a pretty party:





















4 comments:
Beuatiful indeed. And I love the silver shoes that are all the rage
I love your photo essays. They capture so much.
I knew there'd be shrimp!
what a bootiful way to capture the wedding...
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