Photobook

Our first date was at this cute Cuban restaurant called, La Isla, in Hoboken. I was running 15 minutes late, as usual, and Sam was 15 minutes early, as usual. While trying to purchase a last minute sparkly dress for a sparkly theme bachelorette party for the following night, Sam was scouting the area for future NJ dates in case our date ended up as a dud. Luckily, the date turned out to be pretty amazing and we both ended up smiling all the way home, wondering who would text who first. The answer varies but our silly, crazy, and beautiful life started at that very moment. (He texted first)