After the hippy wedding

After the wedding party was over, we went back to the hotel. I decided that I needed to at least dip my toes into the Pacific. So my son and I walked down and down the road through innumerable trees to the beach.



People were dressed up as blackbird.



The water was surprisingly cold.



Then we went to the bride and groom's house high in the mountains.



There was a big pond with koi. A sauna. A yurt (or some such.) A fountain with a statue of Buddha. A grill. An outdoors heater.

We ate chinese food. Then the younger generation put on a show that combined ballet, modern dance, and sword fighting. Then my children showed off their karate kata. Then the groom did some jujitsu, using a sword festooned with lights.

Then, when it was too dark too see anymore,



the groom brought out a guitar. And we sang.



And when it was too late to sing anymore, it was time for disco. The ceiling of the converted garage (a/k/a the party room or "the Pleasure Dome") is hung with a disco ball and lots of paper parasols.



And there is a laser light show.

More pictures from the hippy wedding

The bride and groom eloped to Hawaii on Valentine's Day, so they set up a
love altar in the gazebo so we could see what it was like to get married in Hawaii:





wedding presents



Aphrodite and her doves



my favorite bit is the Buddha hand with a crystal heart



More hands, this time belonging to a massage therapist:



and my daughter



The men's group. They've been meeting for over 15 years.



The younger generation poses with the groom.



Some gifts were contributed by friends. Pet the tiny Vietnamese photographer carved these centerpieces from various melons







There was coconut, too. In the drinks.



See that guy behind the waitress? He looked just like Mickey Dolenz, except bald, with a full beard, and a bindi on his forehead. I was enamored of him. ENAMORED.

Luckily I had Clark Kent That Stud Muffin I Married to chaperone me.

Wonder Bread goes Hawaiian

Have you ever felt so standard, bourgeois, preppy, and boring that you might as well go out on Halloween as a loaf of Wonder Bread?

Or is it just me?

Well, this loaf of white bread just went to a totally whole grain, vegan Hawaiian wedding. And loved it.

Here's an appetizer. When the photographer looks like this



and the centerpiece on the head table looks like this



and the bride and groom look like this



you attain a whole new level of consciousness, man.

More pictures later; we're in San Francisco right now, and I need to go out to get a soy latte, and rub myself with essential oils, and have a Thai Yoga massage, and get a high colonic, and eat my chakras readjusted. You know--the usual.