Some love stories start with fireworks. Ours started with a dating app and a freezing night in January. After a long string of forgettable first dates, we found ourselves at Pete’s Tavern — a classic New York bar with just the right amount of old-school charm. Within minutes, it felt different. Natalie was drawn to Chris’s quick wit, and Chris couldn’t stop smiling at Natalie’s uniquely approachable confident warmth. We lived on opposite ends of the New York City universe — Natalie on the Upper East Side (a.k.a. Canada), and Chris in Williamsburg (Antarctica). But still, we crossed boroughs for each other, again and again. In between subway rides, we grew a life around the things we love: travel adventures, fantasy stories, Caffé Panna ice cream by the pint, and food in all its forms (Natalie cooks, Chris eats). We’ve chased snow-capped slopes in Japan, sunshine in Hawaii, and wine in Napa. But our favorite memories are tucked into the in-between moments — jet-lagged laughter, late-night cocktails, and inside jokes. When we moved in together, it didn’t feel like a big change — just another seamless step. When you know, you know. And on a rainy afternoon in Central Park, Chris proposed. Natalie said yes. She thought the surprises were over — until they walked into their apartment, where 40 friends and family were waiting to celebrate. We’re getting married because we make each other better — and because life, with all its chaos and joy, makes the most sense when we’re in it together. We can’t wait to celebrate with you this April. with Love, Chris & Natalie