During the months between traveling between Pittsburgh and Alabama to visit each other, we were invited to "wedding crash". It was our first wedding together, we rushed around town to find dress clothes and shoes (because who randomly packs dress clothes?) and we made our way down to Orlando. The ceremony was beautiful, we introduced ourselves as cousins of the bride and we laughed and carried on through cocktail hour. It was eventually time to DANCE, the moment we had been waiting for all night. After moving and grooving for a couple songs, Tennessee Whiskey came on. We walked onto the dance floor as Nathalie whispered "I've never actually slow danced before." After cackling for a second, we stumbled through the entire song. There were some bachatta moves, some two steps, and just some standing in one spot swaying that occured. It was the best slow dance either of us had ever participated in and before we even knew it... we had our first song and Our First Dance.