Oh hi, I didn’t see you there. Probably because I haven’t posted in one hundred years. Probably because my first floor looks like this:
That’s our basement there, through the beams, and that picture was taken through the wall that used to protect us from falling down the stairs. There are nails everywhere. I feel like we’re living in the chokey.
Also, I’ve been busy marrying off Lauren Michelle Frances-Schein.
The wedding was fabulous, and ended with stage-dancing at Central and a rickshaw ride. We hosted a last-minute after-after party in our death trap house that was so fun it’s turned us off alcohol for a while. Rob and I are abstaining (four days so far!) and filling our time with naps and half-hearted cleaning and organizing. Our wedding is one month from today so we’re enjoying this domestic, sober, calm before the storm.
Speaking of weddings, I’m working on a Sun Post about first looks. Lauren did one, and since I do everything Lauren does, I’m probably going to do one. But, you know… better, since we’re hiring Ryan Gosling to cry one tear in the background of our photos.