After a long week of all work and no play, it's always a tex-mex cocktail that changes my mood, a margherita. When my inner fat kid can't seem to jump out of a grump, a simple tomato and mozzarella adorned concoction brings me bliss, a margherita pizza. It brings me little to no surprise that a certain margherita would change my mind about wearing a white dress in front of your closest friends and family. Of course, it had to take a Margherita of the fashion industry to sweeten my sour feelings about weddings. Over the weekend in a traditional ceremony followed by a relaxed Moroccan styled reception, accompanied by impeccably adorned bridesmaids and close family and friends, Margherita Missoni tied the knot with Eugenio Amos in Brunello, Italia.
|Margherita Missoni and Eugenio Amos wedding in Brunello, Italy. Image per|
Boy did this wedding give me the wedding bug...a pinterest board has been born. Perhaps it's the claustrophobia of a summer in Houston that is making me crazy or the fact that I really miss Italia, but The Margherita has converted me. I do want a f***ing wedding and even if I'm having it in my dreams, it would be inspired by a margherita. Now if only I could find a race car driver... or just a regular dude to co host and play dress up with me.
|Margherita Missoni, the perfect blushing bride. images per vogue italia.|
|Birdesmaids and friends. images per vogue italia.|
|Missoni wedding reception. images per vogue italia|