We’re so excited to celebrate with you!

We first met at 15 in Kyiv, introduced by a mutual friend who had no idea he’d just launched something unforgettable. Back then, Denys considered himself confident and charming—at least until Valerie showed up, and suddenly this smooth operator wasn’t entirely sure what to say. Still, he was certain of one thing: She looked even better than any photo could’ve prepared him for. Our official “first date” was at a burger joint, and Denys swears up and down that both of us ordered wings. Valerie, however, claims total innocence—she’s definitely not owning up to the wings. Since it was Denys’s first-ever date, he had no real plan, just a feeling that this might be something big. Valerie, on the other hand, wasn’t so convinced, and only after her mom gently suggested giving Denys another shot did she agree to a second date. That’s when Denys relaxed and let his true personality shine. Suddenly, Valerie realized she’d stumbled into what every other teenager would call a high school sweetheart scenario. And speaking of high school: Denys used to show up at Valerie’s school entrance with flowers, and Valerie always thought all the other girls were jealous. Denys loved boasting to his friends about dating a beauty model, claiming every guy at his school secretly wished they were him. Let’s just say, according to both of us, everyone else missed out. As we grew older, life sent us scattering—Denys off to the UK, Valerie to Miami—but we never drifted apart. After countless calls and visits, we ended up together in New York, celebrating six amazing years as a couple. On our seventh anniversary, Denys popped the question. Now, that first burger place debate over “who ordered the wings” has turned into an inside joke that started it all—and we wouldn’t have it any other way.