Well, not really their wedding, so much, as their post-wedding pool party/wine tour extravaganza.
You see, Christine and Van decided to get married by themselves on a beach in Mexico.
I have known Christine since freshman year of high school. She was way cooler than me, with a million friends, life experience (she drank beer once!) and hipper clothes. But Christine and I had one very important thing in common. Christine is fucking weird. I mean it. Really goddamn weird. She's a sassy bar wench who shoots out one-liners that will blow your mind. And weird.
More importantly, Christine is loyal. In dramatic, generous, non-judgemental ways. She is kind and smart and above all else, funny. And I don't throw that "chicks are funny" nonsense around hoy paloy. Van is sweet and mellow and friendly and equally weird. The two of them are always up for anything and always show up with everything.