Since my usual blogs weren't full of updates this morning, I had to go searching for something to be distracted by. After very little digging, I came up with this very basic site, which features proposal stories. Definitely distracting, although not so much helpful in my current state of mind.
So, onto Polyvore I went, without much inspiration already. I guess I'm longing for the summer, which Boy and I usually spend partially down the shore (Philly speak for "at the beach, usually in New Jersey") with friends and family. I miss the people, beverages, and sun that make those weeks so special. As much as I don't think I'd be able to find a venue without drop ceilings in Ocean City, New Jersey (or all of southern New Jersey, for that matter)... I think that it would be fun and incredibly special to be married down there:
Wouldn't it be nice if this wedding also came with the hunk? I searched, but I couldn't find the black linen pants I wanted the groomsmen to wear sans shirtless hottie. OK... to be honest I didn't search that carefully. But can you blame me?