Unfriendly Takeover: The wedding

Last year was a chaotic blur of transatlantic flights, forced kisses, and realizing home isn't a place, it's a person with a very smug smirk. I'd traded my rainy London mornings for California sun and a a place at the marketing agency here.

This year, I'm marrying the boy I once couldn't stand, and between balancing our careers and the absolute nightmare of guest lists, I have a feeling the real chaos is only just beginning.

My chapter in LA was just starting.