Our friends the Jones' are moving to Paris (jealous). They are also some of the coolest people I know. Stanton makes his own shoes and started his own neckwear line. I feel privileged they consider us friends. Our other really cool friends, the Simmons', threw them a going away party. They throw the best parties. They go all out in decor, food and entertainment. Example, jell-o molds, a blindfold find your husband by his legs game, pies galore for 3.14 pie day. You get the picture. This event was no exception. In fact, I think they outdid themselves. Everyone got a striped shirt, beret, mustache and scarf upon arrival. There were baguettes, cream puffs, cheese. There were lights, giant pictures of Rubi and Stanton, Eiffel Tower. And then, the photo booth set up downstairs.I left feeling like I was 27 again. I don't know what that means other than, I could have been my single self at that party. It was awesome. Kudos to the Simmons' for taking a few years off my life. Cheers for the Jones' for giving us a reason to celebrate albeit a bittersweet one. I will miss them... although I hope to see them next spring on their turf.
2 comments:
Looks like a blast! And how did you know to wear read shoes? If only Ezra hadn't decided to drink that bottle of Benadryl an hour before party time!
yes britney, i wish you had come! we're so glad you went. hopefully we'll see you next spring!
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