weddings old and new and i’m old too

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I went to San Francisco to help mark the 20th anniversary of Danny and Alison, old friends! Girl can still fit into her wedding dress, bam.

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Here are the OGs (Original Guests). That’s a pretty decent number, still around and hanging out! Testament to our good instincts for finding good friends, now matter how otherwise dumb we were in our 20s. I talked to three separate humans at a wedding last night who are in touch with nobody who were guests at their wedding, apart from family members. That’s testament to the weirdness of why one throws a wedding, I think.

Anyway, back in San Francisco, I caught up with everybody up with my weird in-between househunting life, heard lots of unscintillating stories back (testament to the honest, kind, integral, hardworking, calm friends that I am lucky to have), drank the champagne that should have been slapped out of my hands, and laughed harder than I’ve laughed in a long, long time.

This wedding I went to last night was for two twenty-somethings more together than I even am now? It was a delight, had a vintage formal theme, and I couldn’t help but wonder who was in it for the long run with them, 20 years from now.

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Don’t take my advice. Trust me.

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