You don't have to spend a lot of time around Austin and H to understand that their family are friends, and their friends are family. A smarter blogger would find a sneaky, humble-brag-y way to talk about how we make our clients feel like family, but the truth is that they made us feel like a part of theirs.
Damn that tent was COLD, wasn't it? Although our fingers fumbled a bit on hard-to-tune guitar strings, and Danny traded his short shorts for longer pants, the dance floor radiated enough heat to keep us all going. Ably deputizing for JC Cool, Roxy Smoothly joined us on sax for the first time in a few months, and good times were had by all. The images from Finch and Farrow capture a lot of smiling faces. I have a feeling we'll see a few of those faces again.
And Austin--I'm not sure how many others noticed the string arrangement of You Enjoy Myself that was played as you were led to the altar, but we did. Well played, Mrs. Hill. Well played.