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| Taken in the car on the way to the beach. Before my hair exploded due to the wind. |
I was introduced to the groom, who I'll call A. He and his best men looked so nice in their tan vests, pink roses pinned on them, fancy pants and sandals! Not the mention the fancy little Spanish hat.
We were lined up in two rows along either side of these cute little decorations in the sand--
--and then the music started to play.
I didn't even realize until I got home how many photos I took. The bridesmaids (there were only 2) looked very pretty in their pink dresses. And when the bride (K) came out, everyone started taking pictures and videos. Her dress was so pretty, and she looked gorgeous! Seeing how happy she and A looked during the ceremony even made me happy. And the coolest part? It was kind of cloudy for the whole day, until they started to exchange vows. That's when the sun came out directly over them. It was awesome.
After that, we headed back into the car and drove to the place where the reception would be at. (I don't know what to call it; A hall? Ballroom? House? It was very big and had numerous rooms; there was another party going on in the other ballroom but you couldn't even tell unless you went out into the hallway. I guess the rooms are soundproof, unless you leave the doors open.) I was mortified by my hair; I had gotten it done at the salon before we left, but because of all the wind at the beach, my hair literally exploded. It got SO puffed up, and I have having puffy hair. I tried brushing it down as best I could, but it really didn't do much.
First was the cocktail hour, which was inside a decently large room with a nice bar and tons of bar tables and stools. The caterers brought in these huge platters of food; One with cheese, fruit, and crackers, and the other platter had loads of meat on it. Salami, pepperoni, you name it. They also went around serving little finger foods; I had two of the pigs in a blanket, which were super delicious. The bread was lightly crispy and melted in my mouth; sooo good. After an hour of this we went into the ballroom, where the actual reception would be. It was even colder in the ballroom, unfortunately. But instead of it being a formal dinner with little chit-chat, there were all these lights and 2 DJs who were pumping out all these awesome songs and remixes.
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| I managed to take a photo of everyone gettin' down. Plus the photographer. :u |
I didn't join in on any dancing unless I was literally taken by the hand, which I was at least 4 times by some mysterious man who appeared to be in his 30s. *shiver* Oh well, doesn't matter who it's with; dancing is fun! Though it was kind of awkward to see other adults dancing and grinding while you're sitting with your parents. But I got to dance with the groom a little bit when Gasolina came on, which I sure as hell didn't mind, because he is pretty cute. My parents decided it'd be cool to try and dance with me, and I just casually moved away every time. I wasn't even really dancing; just awkwardly moving back and forth. Had I not been the only teenager there and had my parents not been there, well, it would've been a different story.
And the cake was delicious! It was served at around 10:00, along with coffee.
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| I was too lazy to move the coffee up close to the plate. o well. |











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