My sister Kate called me at 2 AM with the news "I'm getting married!!!" To which I replied "fhjkaeyyrhg" then woke up enough to wish her my best. She promised a non-ugly bridesmaid dress but I'm not holding my breath.
I'm happy for her but most of all, I'm baffled. How the hell did she find this guy in Hillsbillyville, West Virginia:
--Native New Yorker
--Exclusive bording school educated
--Knowledge of style and fashion; buys Kenneth Cole shoes on his own
--Enjoys Broadway musicals, but definitely not gay