While we were in our hotel room getting our suitcases packed to head to the airport (to catch our honeymoon flight to Bali!), our parents sneakily decorated our rental car!
Someone named Liam was having a birthday party at one of the Stuytown rooms and he had awesome balloons that spelled his name blowing around in the wind.
Hahaha. Piper is the tiniest dog with the biggest tongue you've EVER seen. Seriously, her tongue is so big that when she has her mouth closed her tongue sticks out because it's too big to fit in her mouth! Here are a bunch of pictures of Leigh trying to get a funny picture of Piper's tongue out without actually getting licked by it.
Hahaha. This is the wrongest photo I have that still makes me LOL. I think it's the balloon that somehow makes it that extra bit of wonderful-terrible. Well, that and the face-rape.
I'm not sure who this guy was, but I photo-stalked him around the party for like 5 whole minutes trying to get a clear shot of...(get out of the way balloons!)...
They bought a helium tank and blew up a ton of silver balloons. And hey, if you've got a ton of silver balloons, you can't afford to have your apartment not match. So they did the only sensible fashionable thing...
Later that night, a whole bunch of us went to Orchard Bar to celebrate Gurj Bassi's birthday at the old Stolen Transmission party. Hahahah. Gurj, Karen & Sarah. This picture pretty much sums up all of the Orchard Bar Stolen Transmission parties. Man, they were fun.
Here's another view of the reception. Grant took out his recorder and tried to strike up a few conversations while I worked on kicking the buffet's ass and half-heartedly snapping photos between mouthfuls. Just when we were beginning to think that it was a wash and that Flaunt was going to tell us that this event wasn't "bling" enough, this crazy techno music started pumping and the entire back wall of the room that we were in (the one above with the painting on it), split in half and was rolled away to reveal an enormous room behind it with the mother of all blinging bat mitzvah receptions in full effect behind it.
Kate walking down the street after our "fancy" Valentine's Day dinner at an Italian restaurant. (Just so you don't have to learn the hard way like we did, if you're in London and you're craving a nice Italian meal; fly to Italy.)