We’re getting married!

We first crossed paths in the spring of 2014 while working at Brioso, an Italian restaurant on Clemson’s main street. From the moment we met, we hit it off, chatting non-stop during our shifts. Chris usually walked or took the campus bus, so I often gave him rides home after work. By the fall semester of 2014, my last at Clemson, I had moved back home and picked up a new job to be closer. We ran into each other on campus and realized that many of our classes were in the same building and our breaks aligned perfectly (if I hadn’t been commuting from Spartanburg, I totally would have gone home for a nap between classes). We began hanging out around campus, working on school projects and enjoying snacks I brought from home. At the end of that semester, I thought we were parting ways for good and said, “well, it was nice knowing you.” Little did I know, just six months later, with Chris’s help, I would be packing as much as I could fit into my Jeep and moving my life to Baltimore—a city where I’ve fallen in love over and over. I always say, “I didn’t move here for Chris, but he’s the reason I stayed.” If you’ve been keeping track, Chris and I have known each other for over a decade now and I’m still just as excited to chat and spend time with him as I was back in that restaurant all those years ago.