We're Getting Married!

We first met back in 2011 at a good friend’s apartment party in Brighton, MA. I thought he was funny. He did too. Over the course of the next couple of years we would occasionally run into each other due to mutual friend groups. He would give me a friendly “how’s it going”, I would give him a “good, you?”, and that was that. In 2014 while living in NJ, a friend and I decided to go to Boston on a whim and wound up at Clarke’s. So did he. We looked at each other differently that night. The only thing I could think of to say to get his attention was- ”Hey Miles. Long hair, huh?”… and the rest was history.

Miles told me he was going out to get “breakfast” at 8am Labor Day weekend. Two and half hours later he came back… with a watered-down smoothie. I was sitting on the couch watching a marathon of RHONY facetiming my sister Mariah at the time. I gave her a dramatic eye roll, with a “wtf is this?” motion pointing to my smoothie, and watched Miles sequester himself in our bedroom. Little did I know he had changed into khakis and a button-down shirt and was patiently waiting for Mariah to say her official last of eight “goodbyes” to me. I hung up and within seconds he was kneeling in front of me. I gave (a few) classic “that’s not f*cking funny” lines until I realized it was for real. Miles continued to propose to the back of my head as I sobbed into the wall. We both blacked out and can’t remember a thing that was said, but the tears and smiles that we do remember say enough.