My husband’s friend is getting married this weekend. This should be interesting.
The invitation is… um… innovative. On the back, there’s a picture of a bride doing a kegstand. Enclosed, the itinerary includes a post-ceremony cocktail reception featuring skeet shooting from the deck. BYOB: Bring your own bullets. Nothing accompanies a good martini better than firearms.
In anticipation for this wedding, I had purchased a gorgeous burnt-red spaghetti strap silk dress, which is obviously much too formal for shooting clay pigeons.
Time to go shopping. Although I’m not sure what exactly I’ll find to match my shotgun holster.
Andrea suggested I wear this. She’s so helpful (said as I roll my eyes in sarcasm). As she says, some people choose to release doves or butterflies at their weddings… some people prefer clay pigeons. And then they blow them away with their 12 guage.