Anchortown Museum of Art & Conga Lines
This shindig was all over the place. Dressing up and putting the finishing touches on flowers, cakes, and custom embroidered ball caps (which obviously nobody wore) took place at a lovely home harboring a tree that seemed strangely in place.








From there it was to the park for some photos with the whole fam. Lots of them. I think I got a sunburn.

Then to the church for the ceremony and some older gentlemen falling asleep. (or praying). I dont miss anything.





A short stop in the parking garage.
Then off to the museum for the reception. This was a neat place turned spectacular. Its alot of fun being loud in a placed usually reserved for hushed oooohs and aaaahs in quiet exhibit corners. It got really interesting when kids started dancing barefoot in the fountain…they were stopped after a pretty good run.





The obligatory shakin’ it face.



Conga line through the halls of hundreds of years of history, knowledge, and human expression. Nothing broke.
I love my job.
July 12th, 2009 at 6:15 am
We love the pictures. Thanks Zach!