Last night at my best friend Ali's wedding, I learned two things:

1) Scott can breakdance. And well. Ali was pretty much expecting Scott to cut a rug at her reception, having seen him in action before. You have to understand that it isn't just that Scott will actually get out there and attempt to dance. No, no. He actually can dance. During "Footloose," as a huge circle was formed on the dance floor, and after a few guys had jumped in the middle, Scott went in and got down on the ground and began to spin his legs underneath himself before getting up, skipping around the entire circle of people, slapping their hands, and then doing the splits. The move James Brown was known for. Twice.

The entire floor erupted into cheers and I couldn't have been more proud.

2) Earlier before the ceremony, I met Scott in the lobby of the hotel. I hadn't seen him since the evening before as I stayed with Ali in the bridal suite after the rehearsal dinner. I walked off the elevator and into the lobby. His eyes lit up and he told me how beautiful I looked, which was sweet and welcomed. We began to talk about other things when he stopped me and said:

"If I was single and was just meeting you, I would totally try to pick you up at this wedding."

That's the kind of reaction you want to get when it took four hours, two hairdressers, 30-some odd bobby pins, cans of hairspray and piles of makeup to get you that way. It's always nice to get a reward for all of your efforts.

The wedding was stunning and a grand time was had by all. I am not one to get all emotional and weepy, but it's mind-boggling to realize my best friend is married now.

Posted by Erin at 01:28 PM | filed under: Odds and ends