My First Wedding!

I got to be a ring bearer (read, wedding crasher among legit nephews) in the wedding of dear friends of my parents, Mel and Peter, in the Connecticut Berkshires last weekend.  Standing 2 cm dilated in 90-degree heat and in 4" heels (*her own doing, not the bride's), it's a small wonder my mom didn't go into labor. Thankfully, she stayed in one piece. And so now we wait for my baby sister's arrival. Any day. 

prepping back in Brooklyn with my stylist

To everyone's great relief, baby sister stayed put that night...