
Veils are funny. When the wind catches them it's anybody's guess where they'll end up. If it's a particularly long veil, fahgettaboudit. Out on Singing Beach in Manchester by the Sea, MA, enjoying the sun, a gust of wind picked up Kim's veil and wrapped it snuggly around Malcolm, making a little cocoon. You can't plan stuff better than this. They shared a quick laugh, little eye roll, and began the process of untangling themselves.