Omgomgomgomgomg.
It's a Halloween wedding, folks.
I was born for this. Well, I don't know how the hell I managed to get married in a field/church/clearing in the woods but never once got married by the sea, like you would think I would automatically plan. And now the boys are doing the next best thing to a seaside wedding that I also didn't ever think of and jealousy is going to turn me green before you know it here.
A masquerade ball wedding.
By the sea no less. (Bitches.)
Luckily this also hoses the whole Thirteen Ghosts costume plans.
I am not sorry about that even one bit. Come on, boys! We gettin' fancy now!
