It's not the most romantic story, but Leigh and I met at a Christmas bar crawl. I brought along my buddies and Leigh was there with her girlfriends. I thought she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid eyes on, and the fact that she was wearing a "Naughty" sweater, only upped my fascination. It was bar #1, and we locked eyes from across the room. My friends talked to her friends, but I was still apprehensive of approaching this fireball. Finally, on the next to last bar, I started up a conversation, at which point her friends started to drag her out to go to the final event location, which required a quick bus ride. I wanted to play cool, so I waited and waited, only to then realize this was the last bus. Not wanting to miss my chance, I hurried to the bus, acting coy as I boarded. We sat near each other, chatting the entire way to the next place (probably 2 minutes, but felt like an hour). We spent the next several of hours talking and dancing, I got her number, and the rest is history.