They were married now. And so the party began!
The reception entry was patriotic and -- with its rose topiary tree -- fetching at the same time.
And the tables were even lovelier, with toile tablecloths, platinum rimmed dishes, and red roses.
The food was, well, sublime. And beautiful girls mixed with senators.
Even the famed George took time off from his non-stop tango-ing to attend.
The bride and groom sat pretty in their chairs.........
as touching toasts were made in their honor......
After dinner the guests were whisked out to the huge terrace, with a most astonishing view........
Why even an Ivana Trump look alike appeared impressed.
There was cake, of course.
And then all the ladies in their fancy frocks took of their stilettos and began to, well, dance......
It grew late. And in my jet-lagged haze it was time to leave.
But through the sea of dancing arms...........
...........I managed to see this.
And really...........that was the most important thing.