About Me

I get to marry the man I often describe as “a dream come true” on December 21, 2014. Well, at least that’s the plan assuming everything comes together in a nice, neat little package tied with a white tulle bow, adorned with flowers and calligraphy and – who am I kidding? As long as he’s at the end of the aisle and I have a dress, I’ll be happy. And, let’s be honest, if there’s not mascara running down someone’s face and no one is hammered, we will be just fine.