Cousin affair, so intentionally most of my cousins read the invitation wrong and thought the party was in South San Francisco. Little did they know five minutes before that the event was in Pleasant Hill (oh José). I made it to the venue as my cousin (Christopher stated) and was in love with the flowers and mariachi, which who doesn’t love mariachi?, I guess unless you’re not Mexican, but you should.
Anyways I won’t bore you with the details of the event because maybe, just maybe most of you have been to a coming of age party. If not Google quinceanera:).
Highlights of the event, that made Pleasant hill pleasant ,was seeing my family.
They had all you can eat macarons,but I couldn’t do the all you eat sigh.I saw my long lost (not really lost but hidden) cousin Richie, I love this dude, he’s just so funny and awesome, and you have to meet Richie. Spending time with my cousins of course, seeing my chunti kids (they now how to throw a good party). Lastly seeing my Tio Rafa, I don’t get to see him as much and he reminds me so much of my dad. Below are some pictures of our cousin fun, some of them cause most of cousins act awkward around pictures.