My Best Friend’s Husband

That expression sounds weird to say, but after my last trip to California, that person exists. My best friend has a husband. I actually used the expression “Kaylin’s husband” the other day and it felt weird but cool and because I know how happy she is, it made me really happy too.

Our adventure began Wednesday, when we flew from Philly to San Francisco.


It’s really great when the only decent picture taken of you in the last year is when you’re goofy on anti-anxiety meds and standing in long-term parking. Super.

Then we got to San Francisco and did touristy stuff.

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And then of course, we drank lots of wine. Oh, and I (the vegetarian) ate a cheeseburger. JUST ONE. I always said that In-n-Out Burger was the exception to my vegetarianism, since day one. It was so good, I didn’t feel even a tiny bit guilty.


The next day we headed to Lake Tahoe and my best friend got married. I keep using that expression because it just sounds crazy to me. Isn’t this the girl I sang sorority songs with? That I slept on the bathroom floor next to? That I watched turn 21 with a bar stamp on her forehead? I guess we’ve come a long way from being those people (but on occasion, we let them come out).

It was a ridiculously fun wedding and though I’d love to share 800 photos, I don’t have them to share because I was too busy dancing and having the time of my life. Plus, they aren’t really my photos to share, now are they? So here’s just a little taste of the stunning event.


Bridesmaid! I got my hair and makeup done for the first time ever and it was pretty fun. They basically spackled my face and it took me nearly 20 minutes and 2 pounds of conditioner to undo all the teasing in my hair but damn, it looked good.


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She’s stunning. And now she’s someones wife. He’s a very lucky man.

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