Back from the city! What a fun two days. And one day back home to quickly regroup, put away the city duds and haul out the mountain gear: off to Colorado! Mountain bikes, hiking gear, Scrabble, RISK, Stratego, Chess, Score Four, and - oh, yes:
Wedding apparel, as well! My niece Melinda is wedding the love of her life, a Kiwi! We've known him for years, and he dovetails nicely into our familial fray. They're getting married (lightning permitting) on Boreas Pass, south of Breckenridge. What does one wear to a mountain-top wedding? Well, I am wearing a nice dress. Pearls. Heels. But I am packing black running shoes for the ceremony. Yep, yep, yep. I am not going to ruin a fine pair of heels scampering up a mountain pass. Heels will appear for the reception, back at the house.
This was our family, only one short year ago:
And here is the Bride-to-be, my very lovely niece Melinda:
Melinda with two of her cousins, Jenny and Gillian:
Off we go!
3 comments:
I love that ironic look on Melinda's face.
You could wear cowboy boots for the wedding. They're quite comfortable.
The only cowboy boots I have ever owned were my red patent leather with black fringe ones that Santa brought me when I was in Kindergarten. Jay Bissel made fun of them, and I was never the same when it came to cowboy boots.
Well, Jay Bissel is just nasty.
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