Weddings We ♥
I said 'I love you' as I was falling asleep; he made fun of me so I pretended I had been sleep talking.
Zack and I have had two weddings because we have actually been married to each other twice.
He was making us turmeric smoothies naked while I smoked a fantasia pink Nat Sherman in bed watching him.
Andrew's sneakers were cool, I had gotten my braces off, and it was Spring. That was that.
A bottle of champagne later, I went home with him and never left.
I was struck by his chivalry. He also had a killer haircut.
I thought that he was joking when he proposed because he couldn’t get the ring out of his bag.
Eight of the male guests streaked naked across the cricket pitch in my honour.
Our rabbi conducted the ceremony during a downpour.
We kissed at a bar by a jukebox and it's kind of a blur from there.
We gave each guest a penny to make a wish in a birdbath.
We first met at a nightclub. He was a promoter, I was his waitress
My mother walked me down the aisle with the mariachi band playing in the background.
He ran into my crazy grandmother, Elena, and convinced her to persuade me to go on a date with him.
When Paul and I danced to 'Try A Little Tenderness' we went completely buck nuts.
We wrote our vows. Right before the ceremony.
I got Adam to dance a bit–– it’ll probably never happen again. He twerked. In a kilt.
I didn't want a diamond ring, so he got me a gold band inscribed with BTS for 'Beat The System'
We vowed to love each other forever in a monstrous hurricane.
His kisses became something I desperately looked forward to.
When we met, I thought he was cute and laid back and I figured that could work for the night.
He is the perfect combination of creative and passionate and rational and stable for me.
We watched the ships go in and out of the harbor as we said our wedding vows.
We are perfect complements to one another and I guess we have figured that out over time.
We had been dating for 3 1/2 years, and he designed the ring himself.
Tom and I are both DJs, and we bumped into each other at a record store in the East Village.
We had our wedding at a barbecue joint up the street from our apartment in Brooklyn.
I don’t think either of us were ready to 'meet the one', but we also couldn’t seem to look away.
We made 120 jars of homemade (pear, ginger and peach rum) jam.
He just rolled over one morning and asked "Will you marry me?"
With Max, I just never wanted it to end.
The two of us went to the beach with an officiant and made it legal
The lighting was atmospheric and honey-coated, and after some milky sake, Scott revealed his love to me.
He was DJing at the Roxy on his birthday when he proposed on stage over the microphone.
All I saw was him and I loved all of it. I didn’t want to change a thing.
Mike was the DJ at my going away party and for some reason that night we just clicked.
Finally, one summer, I saw him sitting shirtless on his fire escape eating an apple and that was it.
It was refreshing to meet someone like that. Just nice.
We talked about life completely unfiltered and honestly until 5 am.
As soon as they were done with the songs, James lept over the barricade and ran over to introduce himself.
He has kind eyes, and maybe I'd finally figured out what a good man looks like.
I first noticed Jesse at a friend’s rooftop party on Memorial Day 2005, but I decided he was gay.
Dalton was different from other guys because he really liked me. There were no games. No boy disease.
There have been so many moments throughout our relationship where I knew he would be the one.
To this day, Cynthia still makes me eat our wedding cake on our anniversary, even though it’s seven years old.
We were not big fans of each other at first.
I grew up in Italy and I was on vacation in the US when we met.
It was really different with him, because we had a really amazing friendship before anything.
We talked, and talked, and talked, and then finally made out. He had a twin bed in his apartment.
I met my husband at a Halloween party. I was an astronaut and he was a NYC fireman.
I pretty much said hello and walked away. He was wearing a plaid shirt with striped pants.
He followed me out after class and made his introduction with an awkward handshake on the sidewalk.
Austin brought out a heart-shaped Mrs. Fields cookie cake with frosting on top spelling out "Marry Me?"
I think I realized Peter was the one was during our first breakup (there were a few).
I first met Robert at a conference. Years later I was on a date with his brother Larry, and we met again.
We have a green card marriage, but not like in the movies. Ours is legit.
Before Brandon, I was so wrapped up in the belief that I needed to be fiercely independent.
We walked down the aisle together, no music.
I was friends with his friends, and I brought cookies and cupcakes to a barbecue they were having. They were disgusting.
We connected immediately and spent nearly every day together after our first date.
I was magically in love with him. No games. Just love and sex and passion and all desire in every way.
Our first real date was a picnic in Riverside Park. She came even though she hates going uptown.
We had band practice twice a week and slowly over the next few months we fell in love.
One night we met up and had dinner and that was it — he moved into my place. We just fell in love really hard.
I was slightly annoyed that he was breaking camp rules before he’d even met me.
The table was set and the candles lit when he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.
Almost all of the guests sported temporary tattoos with with our names and the date.
I will never forget when he sent me a bouquet of yellow roses to my apartment with a card that read, "I'm Your MAN."
I am not sure how much I noticed him at the party because he was definitely cool and 4 years older than me.
As we huddled under an umbrella, I blurted out, 'I have lust for you'
He just felt so much more awesome than any guy I'd ever dated.
We spotted each other from across the room and kind of just fell for each other instantly.
I mean, he had a cute face but I couldn't get passed his long, puffy, curly haired ponytail.
My husband and I were set up on a blind date by OUR GRANDMOTHERS.
We met when we were 14 at summer camp.
The bouncer looked at Dave, asked if we were together and I said "yes". It was an instant match.
My friend was giving me that 'my-amazing-new-boyfriend-has-a-friend' thing, and I wasn't buying it.
On a windy spring day at the end of the Island at Gay Head and I said: "I love you" with a sultry look.
A few years later I was trolling around NY, and I just thought, "man I need a dude!"
All of a sudden, I liked everything about him.
We discovered we both enjoy fly fishing and drinking tequila.
I could not have been happier with our wedding, and wish that I could do it once a year.
He asked me if I wanted to share a camel ride with him in the desert. I guess I’d say that was our first date.
The wedding is just the first part of the journey. Enjoy it. Don’t over plan, and truly make sure the day is for you.
The first thing I noticed about him was his eyes, which are the most large, beautiful, almond-shaped brown eyes.
It was midsummer's night and the weather was lovely.
I was nervous because he was older but once he kissed me and held hands I swooned for days.
My heart literally skipped a beat when he walked into the room.
...we went to a little bar by my house, drank whiskey until we were both tipsy, and made out in the bathroom.
I wore a mini dress by Jill Stuart and Giuseppe Zanotti white ankle boots.
I was interviewed by a guy named Nick. After the interview, I told my best friend I was going to marry him.
We went back and forth with postcards and texts and calls for two months until we met in person. It was love.
He was a skinny punk rocker with messy bleached blonde hair and clothes that were too big
I'm sure my crush was super obvious to her because I don't even drink coffee.
We only had one minute to do our vows, and I was laughing hysterically.
He asked me to marry him a year and a half later in our apartment surrounded by seven hundred candles
Everyone threw rose petals instead of rice, and after the ceremony it started raining like crazy.
The foundation of our relationship was based on love and laughter to get us through anything.
We wanted the wedding to feel casual and laid back, so we did a lot of it ourselves.
Before I met Mike I was in single lady hell. I spent Valentines Day at Housing Works reading magazines.
When I first saw him, I thought to myself, “Wouldn’t it be nice to go home with him?”
Before I knew Colin's name I called him the wood nymph. It sounds weird, maybe it was, but he was adorable..
The following day I called her and said that I would trade her cardigan for a date with me.
It turned into a crazy tequila shot filled night ending with us huddled together in a corner talking.
We had our dream wedding in Big Sur, with no cell reception, barefoot and on the beach.
Right after he proposed the lights of the Eiffel Tower lit up.
From the moment I saw him, I had a crush on him.
We eloped in India and still don't have a marriage license. Our union is a spiritual one.
John and I met in the 8th grade in Sister Jean's math class.
I was afraid to say it first for some idiotic reason, so I said, "I really, really like you" and he said, "I love you."
Even though we broke up three times, we always knew we wanted to get married.
Whether we do nothing or to do a million things, it’s always fun.
He promised to take care of me and steer me clear of danger.
I was immediately into her, and followed her around the whole day.
He bought the ring in Mexico when he was 13 on a mission trip for his future wife. It fit like a glove.
I first met Ian when he grinded on me unsolicited on a packed dance floor at a huge Hollywood event.
In 1902, in Warsaw, Hymie fell in love with Sarah Goldberg.
We met at a wedding that I wasn’t supposed to be at.
I knew Pete was "the one" after we went on a trip he planned to the Adirondacks.
I had no intention of ever actually having a wedding.
...we were riding in a friend's car and I said to him, "does this mean we are dating?"
After we graduated, he moved to NY, I stayed in Providence, and we realized that we missed each other.
We went to see Hot Tub Time Machine and awkwardly held hands in the theater.
Anna is the queen of cool and makes me laugh until my stomach hurts.
We got married in a redwood grove the next night.
The moment I laid eyes on him I knew I had to bum a smoke and flirt with him.
I just remembered thinking that he was some corporate guy in a suit.
After the Facebook friending I started throwing dinner parties so I could make up reasons to see him more.
He was playing it a little too cool for my taste, so I told him he wasn't flirting with me enough.
I didn’t know that Jesse had never had sushi before; he ended up puking on the side of the road after dropping me off.
The bouncer looked at Dave, asked if we were together and I said "yes". It was an instant match.
He was always carrying heavy things across the property (shirtless) which was always a nice sight to see.
He proposed on a quiet cobblestone street in Tribeca. I started crying before he even made it down to his knee.