In honor of Valentine’s Day, I thought I would quickly talk about my own love story and how I met my dear husband and soulmate.
It all started with my friend, now sister-in-law, playing cupid. She very cleverly invited me over to her apartment one day her older brother, Guil, « happened » to be there. Little did I know, I would be meeting my future husband for the first time that night. Guil added me on Facebook the following day where we proceeded to chat. We went on our first date not long after, which was… well, not really what you would expect of a first date, to say the least.
The restaurant he had planned to take me to was unfortunately closed, so we went on to look for another one that could seat us. We were both starving at this point and, after searching for what seemed an eternity, the only place that happened to be open was a fast food joint. We had burgers and fries on our first date, which is probably the most un-romantic meal you can think of, but you can’t go wrong with fries, right? We then walked over to the most lively bar which had incredible Jazz musicians playing all night. We had (very fancy) 5$ beers and it couldn’t of been more perfect. We happened to see each other every single day after that and the rest is history. After barely 4 months of dating, we knew we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together and 8 months later, we were engaged! We’ve now been happily married for over 3 years, adopted a cat and can’t wait to start a family of our own.
Every love story is different and unique, but isn’t that what makes love interesting? What’s your love story?
Photography by Jana Contreras