We spent the night detangling my hair, taking super long showers (endless hot water!), watching tv and ordering room service. Not terribly romantic, but the hunt for sticky hairpins wore us out...the false eyelashes in the shower didn't help the cause, either!
(This is what it took to keep my hair up all night - in addition to half a can of hairspray)
NO, we didn't use this - we just saw it, and like the 11 year old boys that we are, laughed our butts off at the thought of some guy bringing an escort into this place! I felt dirty just handling this...
Resting my poor feet after a spectacular night of cheesy dances (The Macarena, Chicken Dance and Footloose included!) - yeowch!
View from our room...
This place is so fancy that you get FOUR jars of goodness with ONE piece of toast!
...and amazing french toast. I don't even know what the pink is. Quince something or another, maybe? Carmelized hazlenuts, Vermont maple syrup...yum. I only got through one piece...Mike helped with the rest. Eating it in bed made it all that much more decadent! I only like breakfast in bed in hotels! (I spilled syrup on the comforter - hence the reason I only eat in bed in hotels!)
Sad to leave the magic of our wedding weekend behind, but thrilled to step out into the world as husband and wife...
the newest Mrs. Thomas loves her bling...
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