My youngest cousin from the generation after mine married this weekend, which occasioned a ride up to the Tennessee River. I brought a tailored suit, a gambler's vest, and black cowboy boots. Turns out I could have swapped out the suit for Wrangler jeans. The groom's wedding party wore boots and jeans, and the ladies all wore boots and dresses.
I should have asked. On the upside the wife said I was the best looking man at the wedding. Of course, she might be prejudiced.
The wedding venue, overlooking the mighty Tennessee.
Yeah, he was married in a barn.
The Cherohala Skyway on the ride home.
3 comments:
Nice barn! Great ceiling, great venue. And I'm sure you looked mahhhvelous.
What a beautiful location. That barn is great.
Knowing your clothing preferences, I'm sure they appreciated the respect paid them in your breaking out the suit for this occasion.
Congrats to the newlyweds!
That happened once to me, (and my wife), showing up totally overdressed for what turned out to be almost a back yard barbeque of a wedding. My wife was so mortified that she was like "Yeah, we're going to skip the reception".
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