My wedding that is. I’m not going to get full on into it, you had to be there, but if you can imagine large orange and white lanterns, tempura, the pouring out of one’s soul, insane amounts of Pinot Noir, California desert mountains, orchids/bamboo/citrus trees, humans shaking their booties to the Isley Brothers, lamb shanks galore, tears, laughter, a little puking (not me), one broken tibia bone (again, not me) and sweat dripping off the body of every single person in attendance then there you have our wedding in a nutshell. Oh, I forgot to mention the bobblehead cake topper which we had made in our likeness…that fell off our cake mid-toast.
Ken’s assistant, May, and her husband had this made for us as a wedding gift. It’s paper-cutting art and frankly, something I hadn’t seen done since the early 70’s. It puts a huge smile on my face everytime I look at it.
This is the picture they made it from…not bad, right?
Ahhhh, the California desert