We met over tequila shots at a quaint little bar called Saddle Ranch on sunset, he liked my pink hair. The douchy guy operating the mechanical bull wouldn't let Phillip ride the bull because he wasn't a girl, I offered to lend him my skirt but to no avail. We communicated through text while he was in the States (at the time he was a Blackwater security contractor in Afghanistan) and through social media when he wasn't. We were casual friends at first until his humor, genuine nature and overall humble bad-ass-ness really started to make me want more. There was over a year of emails, all hours of the night Skype conversations, care packages and a few complications and we decided to have a go at it and never looked back since. I hope one day everyone could feel the freedom of being treasured and loved for exactly who they are, it is so beautiful. We are over the moon excited to celebrate our love and have all of you see us off into our new lives and adventures as husband and wife, thank you!