Jess almost missed the chance to meet Mikey. After deleting Bumble (a dating app) and giving up on men altogether, she paid $8.95 for one last chance to send him a message—the handsome guy with the grandma selfie and the fluffy pup, Kona. Two days later, on July 23, 2018, they met for the first time, both unknowingly wearing matching (slightly dirty) denim cutoffs. They biked to dinner at Parilla, skipped the small talk, and laughed their way through tacos and an overly drunken stranger who briefly joined their table. Afterwards, Mikey got a call about karaoke; he invited Jess—fully expecting her to decline. She didn't. Instead, she spent the rest of the evening dancing with his friends, and somewhere between the music and Mikey's confident little booty shake, she knew this one felt different. Near midnight, they biked home and jokingly considered climbing a construction crane to exchange a kiss—until a security guard ruined the adventure. Instead, Mikey pulled her in for a sly, perfectly timed first kiss. They texted nonstop after that. What started with a swipe, a bold "yes," and a pair of matching jorts grew into a love story that led them here—to celebrating their marriage on September 19, 2026.