Oh Promise Me

On Saturday my neice, Jane Austen, got married. Jane was always a princess and on Saturday all I could think about was the little girl who used to love to play dress up. How do they grow up so fast?

The weather was, after 6 months of unmitigated bleak, pefect. The wedding was held outside and it just couldn't have been more beautiful.

It was also very emotional and not just because everyone was so happy for Jane and Mr. Darcy. It was also the first big family do since the death of Mr. Stewart and his absence was palpable; particularly because his youngest daughter, Keira Knightly, is in love and destined for her own wedding in a couple of years and she was clearly thinking that her daddy isn't going to be there to walk her down the aisle. My sister, Martha Stewart, is the bravest woman I know but she too had moments where she just had to remove herself from the festivities. It was very difficult, bless their hearts.

Of all the neicelet weddings so far this was the best, if only because I actually know the groom. We've spent time together and talked and have a relationship. He's delightful and they make a terrible handsome couple.



My sister, Audrey Hepburn, mother of the bride. (She looked way hot).



The Spouse did the video for the wedding. He looked handsome.



My nephew:



Martha Stewart, Moi & Audrey:



The Child, Martha, my neice little Martha and her son, my grand-nephew, Joshua:



The first dance:


Audrey and Mr. Hepburn kept dancing:



Nana and Jane:


Girl cousins:



Moi & Martha



And they all lived happily ever after: