02 Dec Our Love Story // How We Met and How He Proposed
In celebration and honor of our 5th wedding anniversary tomorrow, I’m sharing our love story. It’s sappy, but it’s also kind of fun and funny, too. Over the course of this post, you’ll get a first-hand glimpse into how we met, how he proposed and you can see some pretty terrible hair styles on my part. It’s great. Also, see why this haunted hotel is so special to us, why I didn’t want to even go out with him in the first place and why I was wearing the most hideous outfit known to man when he popped the question… So… without further ado, here’s our love story.
It was my 21st birthday. I had made it. My mom, my best girlfriends and I were headed out for a night on the town to celebrate. We hopped in a limo, poured some champagne and were off for a night of fun in downtown Austin. After a few drinks, some of the girls decided to give a toast dedicated to me and the fact that I had finally broken up with a guy I had been with. I was mortified to find that my friends and family were celebrating the end of that relationship, so I said something along the lines of “well, maybe next time YOU can recommend a nice guy for me to date!” It wasn’t 10 minutes later that my friend Julie had texted a guy she knew from her childhood that she happened to run into a few weeks before. She told me to smile, we took a [very terrible, might I add] selfie and she sent it to him, along with my number saying “It’s her birthday. Text her.” Seriously… this was the photo she sent him… by the way, if a girl really wants to impress a guy, I’m fairly certain she would not send him a photo of her on the night of her 21st birthday… Notice she put it in black and white… you’re the real MVP, Julie Hays.
I was 21 and 15 minutes. She told me he was 28. She lied. I later found out he was 30. Eventually, she convinced me to go on a date with the guy… I went for a free meal and a chance to use my new, LEGAL, I.D.! After all, I wasn’t about to seriously date someone THAT OLD! I mean 30?! That’s practically a grandpa! Hah!
Now, let me preface this next sentence with this: I did not believe in love. Like, I believed that you loved a spouse like family, but that the love you see in fairy tails and movies was just that… make believe. My parents had a VERY loving relationship, but I never thought you could ever truly be “Madly in Love”… and you certainly wouldn’t feel BUTTERFLIES or ELECTRICITY. And don’t get me started on love at first site… ugh. That was certainly for the dogs. So… I didn’t believe in love at first sight, and I was very happily single. In fact, I was about to move to Argentina for the summer to learn Spanish, drink wine and flirt with Latinos!
But, when it came time to go on the blind date, he pulled up to my house, I opened the door and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I knew from the moment I saw him that he was the one. We ate dinner and grabbed drinks at The Driskill Hotel and talked for hours and hours. I know it sounds cliché, but I just knew he was extraordinary. I knew my life would never be the same. I felt the butterflies and the electricity and it honestly freaked me out! I came home from the date and told my mom that I was going to marry him. I called my friend Torie and told her I was going to marry the old guy. I haven’t thought about, been interested in or kissed another guy since that day… May 16, 2009.
A week after that date, I left for Argentina. We kept in touch by sending each other 5 questions a day via email and answering them back and forth all summer. He asked my dad if he could fly out to visit me and he did it! We spent a few days wine tasting in Argentina and we solidified our relationship that week. He didn’t know this at the time, but I ended almost all of our phone conversations with “Te quiero” or “Te amo”… He had no idea I was telling him I loved him. I really, truly did. Here we are on all of our Argentinian adventures… there was a lot of wine involved, so don’t don’t judge my purple lips.
The next two years of our love story were long distance for us. I moved back to Texas and he was playing golf professionally all over the world. I got a job in New York City and moved there for half a year while he was in Texas. After 6 months there, I decided to move home and to pursue a job that would keep me near him… He did the same. I finished school and moved to Dallas where he was.
Over those years I learned a lot of lessons in life. Namely, I learned exactly why I should never go brunette with bangs ever again. Or strawberry blonde. OMG the side bangs KILL ME! I must really trust y’all since i’m clearly posting blackmail material… I’m either really confident or I just don’t have a sense of public shame… either way, feel free to laugh and make a joke about how his love for me was CLEARLY blind!
BAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I’m sorry… I needed a moment. he was cute, though! Okay, back to our love story and all…
After 2 years, we were FINALLY together!
A few months later, he took me to the place where we went as a part of our first date… to the bar at the historic Driskill Hotel in Austin! We were supposed to meet up with his sister, who said that she was running late, so we sat on the couch in the bar and just talked. It was such a relaxing moment. So you can imagine how surprised I was when he looked at me and said “was this the one you wanted?” and just flashed me the ring… It didn’t hit me that he was actually proposing to me at that point. I reached for the ring to see it, and he pulled back saying that he needed to do it the right way. He pulled out the ring box and began moving towards the floor and then it hit me–It was actually happening! I IMMEDIATELY began to cry as he got on one knee!!! The whole bar (which was filled with all kinds of funky, hipster, South By South West go-ers) started cheering and clapping for us [I’m fairly certain it was also being filmed by strangers, so if you happened to be there and film it, I’d love that footage]!! After about five minutes of crying, hugging and “oh-my-gosh”-ing, I said yes to forever with him! I had no idea that any of this was planned, of course, which is why I was wearing a sequined top and jeans!! [I thought I was going to a comedy show for SXSW and we were meeting friends at the bar for drinks beforehand!]
Quick proposal tip for guys… tell her you’re going somewhere that requires her not to wear this awful outfit. I understand that I need to take responsibility for my own actions, but I was told I was going to a comedy show… outside… in Austin… in March. At least my mom made me take my hair out of a ponytail before I left… Thanks, Mom. You’re the real MVP, too.
After the proposal, we went to The Austin Club for dinner with our parents to celebrate. We talked about how we were eating at the place where my parents had celebrated their wedding reception, and after we put in an order for dessert, my mom suggested that we walk upstairs to the ballroom to look at it as a reception venue for us! When I opened the door to the ballroom, all of our friends and family were there to celebrate with us!! It was a perfectly magical night and one that I will remember forever! I’ll end this story with photos from the engagement night. Once again… The embarrassment is fabulous. WHAT WAS I WEARING?! He threw me a beautiful party and I’m in a sequined top with skinny jeans? LORD, have mercy. My outfit might be icky, but my puffy eyes and face tell it all… I was blown away to be able to say yes to forever with the love of my life… and to share that moment with our friends and family!
Our love story continues… if you’re that invested in it [I honestly can’t believe you made it this far into this post alone] you can read about each year of our marriage and see my favorite traditional anniversary gifts by year here:
Traditional 1st Anniversary Gift Guide and Our 1st Year of Marriage
Traditional 2nd Anniversary Gift Guide and Our 2nd Year of Marriage
Traditional 3rd Anniversary Gift Guid and Our 3rd Year of Marriage
Traditional 4th Anniversary Gift Guide and Our 4th Year of Marriage
Traditional 5th Anniversary Gift Guide and Our 5th Year of Marriage