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The wedding I attended Saturday went the design your own m&m route. They put like four or six m&m’s in a little sachet and tied it with matching ribbon. We did not bother to look at the inscription because we were SO FUCKING HUNGRY at this point in time that we downed it like tequila shots at a frat party.
Please don’t go that route.
we had big bowls of those at our engagement party (joe’s mom got them for us). sophia—nicole was like “why are we eating your faces…?”