Here's a few pictures from this weekend's festivities, beginning with the Grasshopper pie I made on Saturday morning. (Picture styled by Tom)
Last night, my friends took me out for a relaxing dinner and cake, courtesy of Anat. (I think she deserves a blog nickname...)
Tom gifted me with a beautiful necklace from The Lola Collection. The story goes that each necklace is a word taken from a vintage French poem or love letter, set under glass. Here it is being modeled by what my mother tells me is a ring box that belonged to my great grandmother. We replaced the original chain with a small box-style one.
My word, "soute," apparently means "baggage" or "munitions hold." Hmmm...that's one way of calling me a ball and chain. Thanks. I love it.
1 comment:
I wish I could have been there :)
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