Saturday night we attended a wedding in Southern California for two happy lovebirds. I was a mess all day long, praying incessantly that the baby would be content and happy while we were away. Granted, it was only for the evening, but I was still a ball of nerves. It wasn't until I got the call from my mother in law stating that the baby was sleeping soundly in her porta-crib, that I knew I could finally relax and dance the night away with my hubby and friends.
... and dance we did.
The wedding was held at an amazing venue in Camarillo, and the beautiful bride did a fabulous job with every shabby chic detail. It was such a pretty and sweet celebration.... not to mention a raging party. I'm pretty sure I burned an entire weeks worth of calories on the dance floor that night, and Matt whipped out a few new moves that were nothing short of fascinating.