I've done NO sewing, except for some wedding decor accessories. Me, my boyfriend and my mother had a little production line going to make these altar decorations (out of fabric my now brother-in-law hand dyed from indigo and natural flowers):
Hopefully this picture gives you a sense of how jaw-droppingly freaking awesome my sister's wedding was. All done in "It Takes a Village" style. Friends built the altar, a friend made the dress, a friend officiated, a friend lent us her truck (and lent it, and lent it). And we did 80% of the work. My brother-in-law spent days preparing signature cocktails and roping every able-bodied person in town into moving tables and generally making things happen. I'm a 100% convinced that the best weddings happen when everyone who loves the couple jumps in and makes it wonderful. (I'm the one in the white dress by the way, even though I'm not the one getting married).
So the wedding is our "peak Wyoming" moment. Now we are on the downward slide and it is time to head back to LA. You may note a lack of joy in that idea. The last three months have proven to my why I love it here so much, and basically it's because it's the direct opposite of Los Angeles. Friends, community, wild nature, wonder, openness, freedom. I'm always busy here, always going somewhere, doing something. In LA I can go weeks without any social plans at all. F**k.
See you soon!