where the Wilde things are.
i had the privilege of attending the nuptials of of Mr. & Mrs. David Wilde this weekend. i’ve known giang (& the rest of the ladies) for over a decade… (that sounds really really ridiculous, but true.) as i’ve move out of my hometown since i was 18, i find that these celebrations of milestones in the lives of friends i don’t always get to see become a rare treat for me. sure, SOME of us couldn’t last until the end of the party, but a few of us outlasted the DJ and woke up the next morning without feelings in 2 of their toes– but it was well worth it to see giang smile SO big. Giang, i love you (as well as the rest of the ladies.) and David, you just married into the “misfitz”: welcome.
the couple did an amazing job merging Vietnamese & western traditions in their ceremony.
the ladies watching Giang get into her second dress for the receptions…that and enjoying the free booze.
gorgeous bride..but still with a lot of sass 
proving that we’ll always be dorks..
enjoying each other’s company…
….escaping from their adorable kids
requirements of being a good +1? being the plate holder while your date eats.
swooning at the first dance. (…just like high school, except we were watching rom-coms and had less attractive clothes/hair..)
everyone get down.
no really…you have to outlast the DJ…it’s like a gameshow with no prize.
it’s been 15 (+?) years, but 1. there’s still a latta love between all of us and 2. we still look damn good 
Awww geez. This made me feel old and sentimental. Everyone’s grown up. I recall the nascent days of the Misfitz. I was there as a spectator, so I can say with 100% authenticity that you have all grown into even more beautiful, accomplished, adorable gals.
God. I sound like someone’s stalker mom. Sorry.