Wednesday, November 5, 2014

My best friend's wedding, NYC

#weddinghashtag


Rachelle didn't wear a big white dress. She didn't have a Pinterest board and she didn't have bridesmaids. She and Raul were married in the middle of 6:00 mass, so she didn't even walk down the aisle. Rachelle didn't want a cheesy wedding hashtag, so #weddinghashtag was the obvious solution. What she did have, however, was the most important thing of all: the right guy.

 

 
















I could go on about the ways I know Raul is Rachelle's "one," but I'll keep it brief. (Rachelle doesn't do schmaltz.) For me, the moment of realization was a few years back when she told me that they stayed in a hotel room with two bathrobes in the closet — one white and one pink. Raul wore the pink one so Rachelle wouldn't have to; she wouldn't touch pink with a ten-foot pole. I remember thinking, "That's true love." And it certainly is.

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