6 whole months of marriage. Half of a year. We felt that justified itself for a little celebration! Being married to your best friend is a celebration alone. And somehow I've lucked out massively in getting to spend all my life with the man who loves me in a way so perfect, so mind bogglingly long suffering--- not a flimsy, syrupy, unnaturally-perky-artificial-flower kind of love but a love with fortitude and guts.
David Stephen Tatum, I adore you!
You are the best man in the whole,wide world and I LOVE being your wife!
A few photos from our day.
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| Love our drives together. Always discover and experience something new. |
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| Agnes. Music via cassette tape adapter and semi blown out speakers. |
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| Bikini Cafe |
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| Oh my goodness!! Is he not the most gorgeous man alive?! Yes, yes he is! |
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| I love you a bushel and a peck! |
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| His. |
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| Mine. |
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| Complimentary champagne! |
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| A favourite place. |
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| Too much fun and belly laughs with this boy! |
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| Bondi. And if you'd like a little soundtrack for this it would sound summery and a bit like this: |
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