Our story began with a meet-cute for the ages at a college party. Picture this: Chris and I locked eyes from across a crowded room. I made my way over and sat beside him on the couch, and BOOM! I hit my head on the back of the wooden couch. Chris, ever the gentleman, checked on me. We started chatting, and then BOOM! I hit my head... AGAIN. This happened a few more times, and that's when Chris knew—I was a beautiful mess. Fast forward eight years, two college graduations, seven jobs, four roommates, countless adventures, and ten moves later, we are counting down the days until we say "I DO" in front of our favorite people. We can’t wait to celebrate with you!