Love Flute

This morning, I spent too much time frantically doing last-minute hair research. Yeah. Really. I put these things off. I'm having my second and hopefully last hair consultation (which makes it sound so official, like I'm thinking of having my hair replaced with bigger, faster, shinier hair) this evening. The beautiful Megan Miller recommended the salon, so I'm sure they'll blow that other lady (see cartoon from a few weeks ago) out of the water.

Because all Internet roads lead to depressing wedding blogs, I clicked through a few (hundred) pages worth of "Once Wed." There, I came across the image above, which amused me greatly. The wedding in question had a Frida Kahlo theme. Ehm. Hello-ooo? Couldn't think of a more tumultuous wedding to conceptualize? And did someone bust out this "love flute" and noodle a romantic tune during the ceremony? Or is that suggestion just gross and inappropriate? Chad? Laura? Claire? Any interest?

And, on a somewhat separate note, why are flutes always "lilting"? And how can kisses be guided by lilting? Guided where? To the flute? Gross.

This will be my last pointless snarky entry. Promise.