See that babe?
You know. The wonder woman behind these knock-out invitations?
Try not to hate her.
She's honestly the closest person I've ever known to a real-life Disney princess.
(But better than a Disney princess.)
The baby shower Holly put together for me was beyond magical.
The setting was gorgeous (thanks to friend Cortney's backyard).
Candle-filled mason jars hung everywhere and lit up the dimming evening sky.
There was hand painted paper in a typewriter for friends to type up their best mothering advice for me. (Which Holly later bound into a book, of course.)
The base of every single eating utensil was individual hand-wrapped in yarn.
The food and desserts were divine.
The company was even better.
No detail was overlooked.
I was there, too.
But, by now, we all know what I look like in either one of my two maternity dress options.
That, plus I apparently didn't get the cute-striped-top-with-solid-color-bottom memo.
So that's kinda embarrassing.
I just love these gal pals.