Jennifer + Richard
We first met the morning after Halloween; I was interviewing to be his executive assistant. As he opened the sliding glass doors to the conference room, I had a flash of him giving two kids a bath. It was so clear that I struggled for the first few minutes of the interview to collect myself. So corny, but I knew he was the one. We made out at a holiday party three weeks later — after I joined the company. The next day he told me it was inappropriate, so I invited him for a drink in Chelsea to "close the loop" (an important phrase I had learned from my Upper West Side therapist). A bottle of champagne later, I went home with him and never left. That night, he told me then he was falling in love with me. I immediately said I love you back.
Richard is kind, attentive, loving and the most intelligent person I have ever met. I had really only dated one person before him who played guitar for Grace Potter and was always on tour. Our relationship was basically one mindfuck after another and always ended with me crying hysterically in an airport or drunkenly skyping him at 2AM from my shared studio.
I made a conscious effort with Richard to do my best to ditch my bad habits. I stopped playing mind games. I was very forthcoming with my desires to be married to him. At about a year in he told me he wanted to marry me; that summer he proposed on a rooftop in Marrakech during the Call to Prayer with a vintage Cartier ring. At first I was a fuck everything type of bride. I bought a bunch of bridal magazines and would just cringe at every photograph and every list of "things a bride should do/be." I had a couple of calls with some traditional wedding venues and was immediately bored.
I wanted our wedding to feel like a really intimate dinner party, which led us to Chateau Marmont. It was the perfect place for us. The morning of the wedding I ordered a giant cappuccino, went down to the pool at Chateau and went for a swim. My sister walked me down the aisle to "Forever" by the Beach Boys. I had six of my best girlfriends in the wedding party. They wore oyster colored slip dresses. I felt like I had this magical harem of women with me. We didn't write our own vows. I liked the idea of pulling from traditional vows and then omitting some of the patriarchal BS. I had one of my dear friends officiate the wedding. She had us send her our thoughts on love, along with readings and poems that represented us. After the ceremony and dinner we headed over to Bar Marmont for dancing. We had two DJs and I instructed them to play nothing but rap and hip hop. I think the highlight of the evening was having our first dance to "My Neck, My Back" by Khia. We stayed till closing when a man in a cowboy hat had to throw us out.
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