A corgi named Dusty in a bow tie

Hooray for the newly married, Ellen and Albert

Greeting the paparazzi. Note the San Francisco skyline in the background. Location was the Presidio’s Log Cabin. I suggest you get married there; it is fabulous. Um, hello and speaking of fabulous? Ellen the bride.

Me, outfit, skyline. The vintage swing coat looks a little graduation-robe-y, but trust me, it read as fab. It has a turquoise lining that pulled the whole look together. Only anger issue of the outfit: stupid silver hose snagged and ran unforgivably.

My friends Eddie and Doug, decked out in Javanese finery. It was sartorial touches like these that made me feel pure glee.

Ah. I got to see and squeeze old friends. And eat good food. And chase a dog in a bow tie. And gawp at that view. And go to a combo Irish pub/Indian food joint afterwords and laugh into my Aloo Pakoras and Oatmeal Stout. And, of course, to celebrate Ellen and Albert. Well done, you two!