the opposite of identity theft

i don't take 'em, i make 'em.

all growed up: my brother's wedding

aren't we cute? i think this is from 1979.
flash forward, er um, back? to 2004, when i was a redhead.


i was the "best man" in my brother's wedding.

i shouldn't have to tell you this was a big deal for me, but i just did.

my sister-in-law enlisted me to help with the invites, programs, table names, CD favors, and the drink menu.

my family will never let me live down how tipsy i got at the reception.
but...nobody will ever forget my "best-'best-man'-ever" toast (or the inside-joke-plastic cups)!
not a dry eye in the room.

cheers!

(digital mock-ups, plus a couple real life photos)

going o.g.

this is where is all began: the good ol' detroit days.

the first two *real* projects i worked on after graduating from msu