Letters From the Editor
It was, by all accounts, a beautiful wedding.
There were speeches, there were toasts, there was even a poem. There was a hurricane that could have hit us, but didn’t. The DJ kept playing all the wrong songs, but people still boogied. The cake was tasty, a lot tastier than I think anyone expected. Friends from New York, friends from California, friends from all over were in attendance and barely complained about the heat. There was a great deal of champagne served. We danced our first dance to Nick Cave.
There are photos.