the wedding

one afternoon in may I was hanging out at home in my living room of blakely's and my new place. it was andy letting me know him and mariana had decided to get married and he wanted me there as a witness. couldn't have been more stoked for them. i think my words to him were something along the lines of, "if there is any wedding i could get behind, its this one." haha. they wanted to go to the beach and do it. what better spot than my neighbborhood 'secret' beach?

gettin pinned up like its prom.

the bride.

last posed photo as unmarried persons?

"yo hold my gum, im getting married."

making sure everyone gets their booze.

probably distracted by the noise of kevin and dave wrestling. i guess this is why you don't invite kids to weddings.

back to the event.

the thrill.

leessss goooo.

a married boi.

poppin'.

#married

kevin wants a cup of booze.

who said some shit??

back to smiles.

feeling bubbbly, drinking bubbly, literal bubbles in the freakin air.

there was an attempt at a photo of andy and me. this nikon is tricky to shoot on if you're not familiar with it. but whatever, its documented that i saw andy and mariana get married. that's t i t e.

we went and hungout on the dock for a while and celebrated. andy and i got a bunch more booze and snacks at the red apple. one of the requests was flammin' hot cheetos. somehow i convinced everyone to go to the crescent lounge at the end of the night. after a heavy vodka cranberry or two i told blakely we had to go. i threw up what looked like blood in a planter behind my apartment. RIP lil' plant. Anyways, congrats andy and mariana, so stoked for you guys ;).