A wedding

This past weekend, two songs kept playing in my head. Billy Idol’s White Wedding, and The Psychedelic Furs’ Pretty In Pink.

I guess I could explain that by saying that pink is the new white, yes?

Last Saturday, we gathered to celebrate the wedding of two dear friends. I have yet to get permission to post their photos, so for now, these lovely details from their wedding will have to suffice.

Rhetorical question of the day: What is the bride’s favorite color? Quick! Take a wild guess.

They even had a signature drink for the wedding – a pinktini. It was more red than pink, but a flashing pink ice cube made sure you got the point.

Which, I guess, is helpful in case you’ve had more than a few refills. The flashing cube serves as a homing device to help you figure out where in the world you left your drink.

Of course, it doesn’t help that almost everyone had flashing drinks. But after your third or fourth refill, these are the kinds of details with which you just can’t be bothered.

In case you were wondering, I only had one. I was saving room for dinner. And cake. Which could very well include a few dairy products.

You see, my stomach can’t take the co-existence of alcohol and dairy. They stare each other down for the longest time, then when I least expect it, alcohol lunges for dairy and takes it down for the count. But dairy plays dirty, and squirts lactose in alcohol’s eye, and all of its henchmen lurking in ice cream, heavy sauces, and pastry fillings come out of hiding wielding pipes, bats and nunchuks. And because alcohol is too proud and stupid to know when it’s beat, it releases a war cry, beats its chest, and goes all GI Joe all over the place. (Get it? GI? Gastrointestinal? I swear, sometimes I crack me up.)

It’s pretty much all downhill from there. Downhill on a steep slope with no brakes, lubed tires, and those extra pounds you put on after an ill-advised dessert binge.

It ain’t pretty.

So I’m sure you’ll understand why, after seeing the menu card, I wisely bid the beloved pinktini, flashing cube and all, a hasty good-bye.

Individual plated cheesecake. Tiramisu. Eclair. All known accomplices of dairy, and masters of the triple threat offense. The pinktini was just way out of its league. I was glad I threw in its towel and refused to let it inside the ring.

It’s this preemptive strike against abdominal crises that makes eating in public a lot more enjoyable.

And finally, for the men out there who haven’t yet melted from the pink overload, the following photo is for you.

Yes, I know there are candles and petals and such. But look, more blue than pink. That counts, right?

Or would you rather watch an intestinal smackdown instead?

Don’t answer that.

14 thoughts on “A wedding”

  1. Gorgeous shots here… and lovely mental images of your alcohol versus dairy WWF drama! Seriously, I hear you (although my nemisis is gluten… and I ADORE bread! *Sigh*)

    Did you work these images much? Need to go check out your camera again… hard to believe this is a point-and-shoot!
    PS We’ve been talking weather at my place… what’s it like there at the moment?

  2. I love love love your photos! I’m green with envy at all the things you can do with a simple point and shoot! Hmm, maybe I should mess around a little more with my camera.
    Thanks for the inspiration!

  3. Ivory, you crack me up!! :)
    What beeeee-yooooooo-tiful photographs! Each one is lovelier than the last. Makes my little “slump” even more embarrassing.
    (Glad to see you here Shrewbie. I miss you.)

  4. Just hopped over from PW website, and I ADORE YOURS!!!
    Could you possibly take more adorable photos????
    Please let us know what kind of camera you have.

  5. These photos are amazing. You really have a gift for angles….and crops…and I think that’s what makes for a talented photographer.
    Loving the words, too :)

  6. You’ll need to do some tutorials on taking drink photos :-)…I’ve been using your spot metering trick (the one for sunsets), on the beach and in light situations…to create an almost white canvas! Thanks for your pretty piccies

  7. I am so glad I followed the link to your blog! I can’t wait to read all the archives….yes…I do that…I am a freak.

    (I did that to Ree’s…it took hours, but, I HAD TO DO IT!)

    And, your “GI” remark…hysterical!

    Awesome bokeh on the last shot, too!

    Thanks for the great blog!

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