My boss's son John got married on Sunday. It was a Goodfellas, Italian, over the edge showdown. It is something to do at least once in your life. Go to a big Italian, family on both sides wedding, with alot of money in a catered hall being served with white gloves, wedding. Though complete night and day from what I would do (I'd be barefoot on the beach), it was quite spectacular in scale. And the bride, Maria, really did look like Cinderealla. I mean really. That was her intention I heard, and she more than accomplished it. She looked super sweet and girly. Like off the pages of a Disney book. Just look at that dress!
......and my other boss and I were on our 800th smile of the night, and in this picture we both laughed and said we look like the Brady kids when they are miserable and Carol and Mike tell them "Now let's see those smiles". I was tired....and full from pasta and Chianti and being swung around on the dance floor to old school Italian and Spanish music- that was a fake smile.
