I'll never stop.
The rehearsal dinner slideshow of embarrassing pics from the time when we knew them, but they didn't know each other.
Is that really a diamond?!
Be glad she didn't find a bridal bikini?
She's probably on the phone with Karl Lagerfeld right this minute.
Honestly, who does this sort of thing during New York Fashion Week?
The wedding is the public part. The proposal shouldn't be.
We get it, we get it, you lost your virginity.
Because that's who introduced her to her now-husband.
Either she's turning it around or — gasp! — it has no gems on it.
The proof is in the accessories, of course.
My wedding dress ushered me into a modern tribe: those who can afford to marry for love.