For me, this New York City soiree had me at the bride's could.not.be.more.perfect Oscar de la Renta gown. And when I say had me, oh it had me. Hook, line and wedding-loving sinker. From there, it's all a complete wedding obsessed blur. The shoes (please tell me why I don't have those sparkly Choo's in my closet), the perfectly placed details, the stunning images by ...

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