I'm in Anguilla and I keep saying it wrong. An GWILL uh. I'm attending my first Destination Wedding. A DW is one of the most demanding favors to ask of your friends and family. "Hi, will you please go in to debt so that we may be cherished and adored in some exotic localle. PS we'll be expecting a little something from Crate and Barrell, tambien." "Mahalo, Bro." The DW was created by a vengeful event coordinator who was jilted at the altar. Only such a shrew would conceive of moving your loved ones to another part of the world, one that they more than likely will never return to, so that your vows may be exchanged. I want to see an episode of extreme weddings. I'm thinking paintball or landmines or something like that. I'm pulling your tin cans, this was an incredible event. I wouldn't have done anything differently.The trip down was almost twelve hours. I was drugged and drooling but on the right side of the gate. The night before I left I couldn't sleep I was soo excited, so it made sense that I slept the way here. As you can see the view from my beach chair is pretty rad. I'll publish all the photos proper when I get back state side. That's fun to say. State side. The wedding has been an amazing event with more laughs than a convent with waxed floors. You heard me. They made incredible couple in a ceremony so special words barely describe. The church was open air kind of, cinder blocks and chicken wire made for a breezy easy feasty. 
The wedding began with our eyes straining to the doorway, waiting for the bride. A small child in pink dress, I think the church coordinator's daughter was lolly gagging there, unknowing. From outside the church Mom's massive arm pounced and yanked the daughter onto the sidelines out of the frame and almost out of the little girls sandles. Comedy and big laughs ensued. And hey, Zoe! You know how our laughs can be the cause of spectacle? Well, catch this one sister. During the ceremony the priest was about to bestow the church's blessing on the newly annointed couple when at the moment he was pronnouncing it a semi went by and blew it's horn. The timing impecible, I launched a big, "Huh, hah hah hah," of large decibles. It was chaos as the church rocked with laughter in response to it all. You above all will appreciate that.
The wedding began with our eyes straining to the doorway, waiting for the bride. A small child in pink dress, I think the church coordinator's daughter was lolly gagging there, unknowing. From outside the church Mom's massive arm pounced and yanked the daughter onto the sidelines out of the frame and almost out of the little girls sandles. Comedy and big laughs ensued. And hey, Zoe! You know how our laughs can be the cause of spectacle? Well, catch this one sister. During the ceremony the priest was about to bestow the church's blessing on the newly annointed couple when at the moment he was pronnouncing it a semi went by and blew it's horn. The timing impecible, I launched a big, "Huh, hah hah hah," of large decibles. It was chaos as the church rocked with laughter in response to it all. You above all will appreciate that.I've known Darren for years now, but the wife and 
I have existed in the shadows to each other. I guess in my illustrious past, I'd met his wife, but don't recall. She's freaking beautiful and funny to boot. I shit you not. Seacrest (Darren) is a sardonic little bastard, with charm and looks to raise the dead. He was metro before Beckham, and in his own mind, a gay icon. How he got so lucky is beyond me. They light up each other's eyes and you really can't ask for much more. The celebration continued through the night at the Cuisinart Resort. Great food, good times and lot's of dancing. Innevitably the groom was thrown in the pool, clutching his cuban cigar. You know the drill, go big or go home. Actually we're doing it both. I can't wait to see my Amex bill. In the pix 
you'll see me with Amber , a groomsman's wife, and dancing with my new bff Chad and lady friend. Sandee. Congrats Seacrest and AM, If this is the launch, the flight will be tremendous. 
I have existed in the shadows to each other. I guess in my illustrious past, I'd met his wife, but don't recall. She's freaking beautiful and funny to boot. I shit you not. Seacrest (Darren) is a sardonic little bastard, with charm and looks to raise the dead. He was metro before Beckham, and in his own mind, a gay icon. How he got so lucky is beyond me. They light up each other's eyes and you really can't ask for much more. The celebration continued through the night at the Cuisinart Resort. Great food, good times and lot's of dancing. Innevitably the groom was thrown in the pool, clutching his cuban cigar. You know the drill, go big or go home. Actually we're doing it both. I can't wait to see my Amex bill. In the pix 
you'll see me with Amber , a groomsman's wife, and dancing with my new bff Chad and lady friend. Sandee. Congrats Seacrest and AM, If this is the launch, the flight will be tremendous. 
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