In Russia, for Love

Brighton Beach is a neighborhood of Moscow that has been inadvertently placed in a remote corner of Brooklyn. So of course P and M chose it as the place to celebrate their last days of independence, together.

We rolled up in a bling-bling limo...


...to find that the venue, Tatiana, defied words. We of course chose to interpret it ironically--but we were the only ones.

The food:
The entertainment:
A happy patron:
The bachelor and bachelorette took it all--every last drop of sweet, sweet vodka--in stride, but that is not a story for the internets.


A traditional Mongolian throat-singing blessing was performed:


As well as poetry and dancing:


And the night even ended with a little dip in the ocean, under a full moon