Our story began in San Diego. We were at a mutual friend's birthday at Bar West. According to Alex, it was my burgundy pants that caught his eyes. Towards the end of the night, he found the courage to ask me to dance. We had a great time dancing until last call. Back at our friend's house, we shared a burrito and the rest is history.

It was our first international trip together. We were going to Barcelona! We finally got to the hotel and I started settling in. While I was preoccupied, Alex took out the ring box. I turned around and saw Alex down on one knee with one hand behind his back. As you all know, it is hard to take Alex seriously since he is always joking around. My initial reaction was, "Stop lying, get up". At this point, it still hasn't hit me that this was a real proposal. Seeing that he wasn't getting up, I walked around to see if he was actually holding anything behind his back. To my surprise, he was actually holding a small box! When I finally realized he was not joking, the waterworks came. Through my crying and blubbering "Are you serious?", Alex managed to ask me to marry him. I accepted the ring and gave him a hug and a kiss. Alex's response was, "So, is that a yes?". Then, I said "YES!"