Private Beach, Neptune, California, Sunset on Saturday, 8/16

[needsaparrot]

Nobody much cares where you sit, since it's not like there's a bride's side, or like Xander and Bridge don't share all the same friends, but the green fabric deck chairs are separated by a white runner anyway.

Lit on either side by softly-muted glow-balls, it leads down to a chupah that's -- contain your shock -- just as green.

In fact, it looks pretty much like this:




Welcome to the Carson-Harris wedding.

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[OOC: Up supersuper early so guests and wedding party members can SP and I can craaaaaaaaash. Ceremony will be added in later in the day, and the inevitable followup post will follow. As they do.]

Comments

Re: Procession: Mel and...Anders

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders came jogging back up the aisle for what felt like the fiftieth time just in time to catch that and laughed -- kind of cautiously, given that this was Mel. "Now I feel like I should've gone through with wearing a skirt too just so I'm not exempt from the suffering."

Re: Procession: Mel and...Anders

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Well why don't you just take off your pants?" Mel suggested as she offered her arm to walk with him. "All the guests won't see that coming."

Re: Procession: Mel and...Anders

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Did that at the party last night," Anders replied, taking her arm. "'sides, I'd get killed about six different ways for upstaging the main event."

Re: Procession: Mel and...Anders

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Aww. You're no fun," Mel teased as she started down the aisle. "Besides everyone wants to see your legs."

Re: Procession: Mel and...Anders

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"There was almost a kilt," Anders admitted, "but it didn't seem to fit in with a Jewish wedding."

Because as far as Anders was aware, this was a totally traditional ceremony.