It just so happened that we all had this one weekend off in September. That’s an utter rarity during the crazy Dallas wedding season for three photographers (and Josh) to be off, and on top of it all, it happened to be my thirty-fifth birthday. I’m hoping since I wrote that number out maybe you didn’t actually notice how old I am. Don’t go back and read it, it’s not worth straining your eyes.
Anyway, we decided to go to Vegas. Because clearly, that’s a terrific idea. No, really.
The super duper neat thing about Vegas is that Joshuapants & Amandapants had just moved there and I was so lucky to share my birthday morning and afternoon with them. They took me to brunch at Hash House a Go Go where we all got food that was bigger than our heads.
That evening, we all had dinner at YellowTail and we snapped a few images on the Bellagio pool terrace.
I think it goes without saying that my birthday was awesome. I was utterly pampered and adored and loved and all of the things any girl could ever ask for.