Nearly seven years ago, I moved to NYC from DC. (Also known as one of the best things I ever did.)

I met Lacey through a mutual ex shortly after moving here, and she’s been one of my best friends ever since. She’s been there for me at my worst, my best, and everywhere in between. She’s my number one race cheerleader and patiently spectates my athletic pursuits with my mom, dragging her all over NYC. (And now I’m tearing up just writing this because I’m the biggest sap in the world.)

And last night, she married the love her life and threw a pretty epic party.

And I am exhausted. (But happily, not hungover. Moderation for the win.)

Yesterday started at 7am, so I could knock some things off my to-do list before heading down to meet the bridal party at 10am. I ran, got some work and cleaning done, dropped Bailey off at doggie daycare and headed to the Trump Soho to begin the prepping.

JK, #wokeuplikethis.

She had hair and makeup come to the bridal suite, which was much more relaxing than going to a salon.

Do you see that foam roller in the background? HERO. I am glad she appreciates the importance of self myofascial release on her big day. And yeah, I loved her makeup artist.

We headed up to the rooftop of the Trump Soho to take wedding photos, with this great view. I can’t wait to see the final pics, because her photographer did some totally ridiculous Vogue-style photos with the bridal party.

Lacey’s not a runner, so she didn’t do a wedding day run, but I did talk her into some wedding day burpees, like a champ.

Hi, gorgeous!

Why am I blurry? I don’t really know BUT I will say that I ended up loving my dress. I didn’t at first because the style is very dramatic for me, but I ended up loving the sass in it. Since the wedding was at City Winery, Lacey’s color palette was wine-themed.

Her sister-in-law and I were basically twins.

The gorgeous happy couple. I cried like a freaking baby during their ceremony — they wrote their vows themselves and they were so perfectly them, and absolutely hilarious. Again, MAD props to the makeup artist who had magic waterproof makeup. My eyeliner ran a bit but not much and she was in the bridal suite post-wedding for touch-ups. She took one look me and was like yeah, you, over here.

And my lovely dates.

The theme of their wedding was “All You Need is Love,” and it was a night filled with so much fun and love last night. And an amazing band. My calves are sore, I’m exhausted, but I had a great time.

I drank a lot of wine and had a lot of fun in Sonoma, but the real reason I was there was for my friend Emily’s wedding.

The festivities started with an adorable school bus ride to the venue. Caitlin and I remarked that we seemed to have gotten a bit taller since the last time we were on one of those.

L-R: Alexis, Sarah, Caitlin, Liz, Emily, me and Julia

It took us to Cornerstone, which is a gorgeous venue with lots of cool art/architecture installations, across the street from Gloria Ferrer, and one of the prettiest places I’ve ever been to for a wedding. (Although, I am from NJ. The bar is not very high here.)

The format of this wedding/venue was actually really similar to Anne’s wedding: outdoor ceremony in the grass, dinner in a tent and dancing in a barn. Even the chupah was similar to Anne’s wedding tent.

At one point, the rabbi mentioned something about being present in the moment. When you are staring out at a vineyard in Sonoma, it’s pretty hard not to be.

[photo via Caitlin]

I am SUCH a wedding sap and apparently didn’t take any pictures during the ceremony because I was crying too hard to operate a camera or phone, but it was a beautiful ceremony and Emily and Justin literally radiated so much happiness and love. At one point, the rabbi asked us all to take our sunglasses off so that the happy couple could look at each of us in the eyes and see our happiness and blessings for them. Or, um, my makeup dripping down my face. Either one.

Dinner was in a beautiful tent with lanterns strung across the ceiling.

For dinner, I had the chicken with asparagus and some sort of potato pancake-y thing. I don’t remember a damn thing about how this was prepared, other than deliciously.

Wedding sunglasses at attention.

More wedding sunglasses.

Hava Nagila! (True story: there’s some Italian song my Italian mom likes to hum to Bailey and she sometimes ends up humming Hava Nagila instead…)

They had an awesome playlist, and I danced my face off.

The next morning, the farewell brunch was hosted at the Macarthur Hotel on the veranda, and it was gorgeous.

[photo also via Caitlin]

The brunch was AMAZING. (Again, I haven’t been to many post-wedding brunches, so the bar is fairly low here, although Lindsay’s post-wedding brunch in Maine had lobster, so that is a definite contender.)

Do you see that guacamole and pico de gallo goodness in the foreground of the plate? BREAKFAST ENCHILADA, ladies and gentlemen, BREAKFAST ENCHILADA. I relish in any opportunity to have guacamole before noon. The bacon was also among the best bacon I’ve ever had, and that one does have a pretty high bar.

It was a beautiful, happy weekend and I’m so happy for Emily and Justin and happy to have been able to witness their happy day.

Married people: favorite part of your wedding or thing you’d do over again? Non-married people: anything a part of your dream wedding? After this wedding, I’d say that naming the specialty cocktail after my dog like they did (SO FREAKING CUTE) may be on my someday list. Also, a brunch with breakfast guacamole.