A friend was recently asked this question during a job interview: “How lucky do you consider yourself to be on a scale of 1:10?” Even though I’m currently experiencing post-wedding depression, a sore throat and have no voice, I feel like I’m pushing 10. I feel so lucky (and not because we were up all night to this song) to have been apart of such an amazing weekend celebrating #megandjack with the greatest friends anyone could ask for. Stay tuned for more details on Newport, the wedding & twerking.
Below are a few of the many emails getting me through this day:
Friend #1:
I am so depressed this weekend is over. You people are the best people in da whole damn world. Like I told some of you today…you can catch me on Thursday nights at 9, MTV. Jersey shore.
Friend #2:
What happens at 10 Prospect, stays at 10 Prospect! BRUTAL morning. I’ll put my pics up when my boss realizes to leave me alone today because I’m useless.
Friend #3:
So glad I took sign language senior year…
Friend #4:
I sound like a 90-year-old man today and am holding my eyelids up with pencils so I don’t fall asleep. Totally worth it. Best weekend ever!!!!!!
Thank you to MIKI RUSS for booking our bomb house (complete with a grill, pool & a breastfeeding foal). LOVE to you all.
Love this Coco!!
Thank you for making the trip to Newport for the best weekend of my life!!! Love you court!
love this! can’t wait for part 2 and more pics! how did we get so lucky with such a beautiful group of friends (inside and out)?! mwaaaaa xoxo