







This is my sister-in law.... she's a pilates instructor/dancer, and mother of two. Did you think I jumbled up that sentence because those words shouldn't be able to go together? I didn't.Now you know why I get so body-conscious when I'm at Ross' house. (You'd know better if it wasn't so cold and Brooke was in less, but what kind of photographer do you think I am anyway?). There's Brooke, and three other brothers, all of which have a waist to shoulder ratio straight out of a Disney movie and eat things like rolled oats with water and protein powder. (Ok that's just Jared, but still--- just made me want to eat MORE mint oreos. Seriously.)
But anyway- here's my cute sister-in-law, Brooke.




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This was more beautiful than a lot of weddings I've been to. Wow. I couldn't have been happier when I entered the ballroom--- a whole wall of windows, a beautiful spread of goodies WITH labels. And lots of huggy, happy, gorgeous people.



Oh my --- I loved this guy and his hat. I bolted over to his table when I spotted him... 
Oh the ceremony. I had never been to a Jewish ceremony like this and I was so moved by it all. It was just so extraordinary and beautiful--- so full of tradition and history. So many people involved. They spoke, the whole room sang, and then they broke a gorgeous loaf of braided bread to share. So much symbolism, so much support and love.... really amazing.



