The days are just creepin’ on by and the wedding is now less than two months away!
Last weekend my 14 closest friends and I escaped to Palm Springs for a weekend at The Ace Hotel. I had given strict orders during the planning phase: no tiaras, veils, sashes or straws shaped like body parts and thankfully they did not disappoint. Instead there were incredibly thoughtful welcome notes for each room, custom Turkish towels, a little kit of sunblock, Advil, candy, vodka + cranberry juice and champagne, and best of all, cutouts of all my favorite men (ahem: John Hamm, Pharrel, Angel Pagan, and, of course, Kyle) each with a personal message for me. We had a wonderful, fairly low-key weekend lounging poolside in the dry desert heat with delicious cocktails, massages, boozy snow cones, and a dinner where I was serenaded by an elderly woman named Linda.
A sign I know I am getting older: I came home feeling relaxed, rejuvenated and so thankful for my sister + maid of honor and other bridesmaids who worked so hard to make it a wonderful weekend.