
I had been wanting to stay at The Luxor since I was 7...our first lone trip together, he made it happen.

This sloth knows how to hold us right.

All the fun places to take pics in Vegas and we opted for the Starbucks in our hotel lobby.

Sweaty, smelly, but smiling.

Viva Las Vegas!

Skin care is highly important...but doesn't quite work with a beard.

I said "yes..." why does he look so damn
surprised?

My favorite pair of glasses snapped right after this.

Mickey was fighting yet another cold, but still insisted on going out to see the Christmas lights at The Grove.

Los Angeles winter gets cold for us!... 48 degrees is cold right??

Look at those pointy chins

"Swing your leg over, I can pull you over the sloth..." yeah right...

We didn't go to high school together...but we still need an obligatory prom photo.

Our engagement trip. I think that Mark Twain steamboat really pushed us in the direction of a yacht wedding.

I don't know why he wanted to post this pic...it's making me relive my nightmare of creepy folksy animals singing joyously, before we plunged to our doom.

On our way to a film festival. So damn hungry during this car ride.

No...I'm not forcing him to take a picture. Ignore my hand viciously grabbing his arm.