Confession time. I've never really considered myself a girly girl. (I know, I know... a non-girly girl obsessed with weddings. Such a juxtaposition.) I prefer flip flops to heels, football games to The Real Housewives and I can't bake one.single.thing. But, when it comes to the color pink, well... my tomboyish tendencies take a serious back seat. Because pretty pink hues playing nice with a drop-dead gorgeous (Houston) wedding? That's an entirely different kind of lovely. See it...
