a baby shower under the stars

See that babe? 

That's Holly.

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.

Oh.

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.