I don’t know if it was the carnival theme itself that made me forget that I was the “bride” or just the nature of being a Kentucky girl at heart that brought out my “trashy” side…but after looking through the photos, I realized that I may have had a few questionable moments at the Circus of Love. I mean – there was a point when my mother’s amazing friend, Jeannetta, told me to put down “one” of my drinks. Seriously…a double-fisting bride? Who did I think my groom was? Edward Forty-Hands?
Images courtesy of Eden Ink Photography
Looks classy to me and FUN! The bourbon tasting picture is making my mouth water. Your dress and hat are pinktastic! I ❤ your theme and no animals were harmed in the making of Circus of Love!
What I really find interesting is that a suggested “tag” on this column was “culture.” Is that because they think they can pour Pabst in a petri dish and grow something unknown!!!ha!