Cooper & Holly

My friends picked a shitty year to get married and I’m both upset that they‘ve had to suspend their celebration and secretly and selfishly happy that I’m consequently more likely to be able to attend.

In February when times were slightly simpler I made some koozies for a bachelor party I unfortunately couldn’t fly to. For lots of reason, they never made it and are probably still sitting in a cardboard box in a North Georgia log cabin.