- Quiche from CIA Greystone that was so delicious, I begged for the recipe. I'll let you know if I ever get that. I will not hold my breath.
- Wedding Cake (also soooo delicious!) We each ate three pieces... one in public, two snuck out of the lobbby and plopped on to current plates trying to hide the evidence of multiple plates.
- Giggling, sighing and swooning at all the right times.
I LOVE the picture below! They look so in love. I am so happy about her dress- sleeves will be coming back into style! Hooray! She also wore a very tasteful reception dress with a sweater. Modest is hottest! 
Funny story of the night/freaking early morning: Sydney and I had out ongoing commentary while photograpers snapped pictures of us like paparazzi. One of the many subjects- the princesses sitting behind the queen during the ceremony. At the time, we had no knowledge that the young ladies were princesses, so Sydney and I had come to this conclusion: they were there to make the queen look good. In fact, we gave them the nicknames The Royal Uglies. Not because they were ugly (by no means, actually both have great bone structure. And the shoes are FABULOUS) But, why in the world would two young beautiful women choose to dress like this?!:
Because we had coined the term "The Uglies" between us in jest, pointing at the screen and shouting that specific term very loudly in a moment later in time proved to be rather embarassing. Because everyone at the theater was in the same ridiculous boat as us, the embarassment only lasted a short time. Really, how could you be miffed by a captive audience full of multicolred jim jams and obnoxious hats?!
All in all, good night, great time, lots of laughs and we landed a picture in the paper!
