Hens outta control
They say a picture means more than a thousand words. Good. because 24 hours later I’m still not capable of writing. Abridged version of events; we all wore something from our (original) weddings. We drank an entire bottle of cherry liquer (and the rest). We danced on chairs, we scared two husbands, my boob fell out of my old wedding dress.
Thank you to my three girls (and Batman). You’re all nutters, and that’s why I love you.