In writing this description, what we should be doing, is optimizing the “searchable value” of this text. TO HELL WITH THAT.
This is a love letter to Emily and Spencer.
Your wedding. Mashaida and I still sit in awe of that weekend. It wasn’t only the impeccable coordination and planning from Stacy, but her trust and willingness to give us the freedom to whisk you and your wedding party on a stroll through Fulton Market, right into ESTEREO for a surprise, disco-ball, Tequila shot (or two). Kehoe Designs and Mathew Kuntz (Lahey). The draping. The drama. Everything. Everything about the time we had with you both and your families was truly inspiring.
P.S., your band for the evening (The Gold Coast All Stars) was absolutely right.
A light excerpt between the band for reference.
N: “These might have been the most beautiful and heartfelt vows I have heard in a wedding that we’ve ever done.Like I can FEEL the love in these two.”
P: “Real shit”
N: “Fuck yea man. Fuck yea
E: “I’m sad I wasn’t there to look at you and nod my head lol”
P: “These motherfuckers love each other. Bitch.”
