The first thing I noticed about him was his eyes, which are the most large, beautiful, almond-shaped brown eyes.

I met my husband during New York Fall Fashion Week of '93 while I was at dinner in China Town with mutual friends. He was an assistant photographer and I was an assistant fashion stylist at Harper's Bazaar. The first thing I noticed about him was his eyes, which are the most large, beautiful, almond-shaped brown eyes. Then he spoke, and he charmed me with his humor and his sexy Italian accent. For our first date we went salsa dancing with a group of friends in an apartment on the lower east side to the tunes of a Dominican band. That was the "real" New York. He was adventurous, romantic, sensitive, spontaneous, and an amazing cook. 




And it was when he cooked me a wonderful dinner, played his guitar and serenaded my favorite Neapolitan song by Roberto Murolo (Anema E Core With All My Heart and Soul) that I knew that he was “the one.”


The day he proposed we were on the beautiful Aeolian island of Stromboli. Fabio and I hiked up an adjacent mountain across from the still active volcano with a backpack in hand and no guidebook to speak of. I was excited about this adventure, but after three hours of hiking I was tired and irritated. 


The sun had set and it was getting cold. When we reached the top of the mountain Fabio pulled out a light blanket and pizza. He then took my hand and asked if I would marry him, I was completely shocked and surprised and couldn’t stop crying. He proposed with a gorgeous 1960's emerald cut diamond.


Our ceremony was held at Old St. Patricks Cathedral on Mulberry St. in SoHo. I wore a vintage Valentino dress. My father passed away many years ago, so my older brother walked me down the aisle during which my good friend sang "Ava Maria." We said our "I Do's" in front our closest friends and family.




Our bridal party was intimate. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining and there were clear skies.


After the ceremony, our guests sang out "O Sole Mio" behind us as we walked from the church to the reception. It was held at "Monzu", a Sicilian restaurant once located on Mercer street.


We dined on traditional Sicilian food with an Arabic fusion that complimented our love of different cultures and cuisine. My uncle sang and played the accordion, our friend came all the way from Spain to DJ and we also hired the Salsa band from our first date who kept our guests dancing all night. It was a magical night. It wasn’t until about two in the morning that my wedding was over and our honeymoon was about to begin. We spent the next three weeks in Morocco, exploring cities like Marrakesh, Ouarzazate, and Essaouira. It was my first time and Fabio was eager to show me around. Our honeymoon flew by fast, but it was so exotic and full of adventure. I wish I could rewind it and experience it all over again.