Our story begins on September 23, 2012. We both had the honor of being in our two best friends' wedding; I the bridesmaid, he a groomsman, perfect set up for two perfect souls to meet and fall in love. Or, a perfect set up for him to apparently hold a grudge against me for the next 6 years. He loves to tell this story, so I won't take that away from him- ask him at the wedding about this. This story doesn't pick back up for 6 years later when we went to, you guessed it, another wedding together. Thanks to a new friend getting married, and an old friend who, just to happened to forget she was my date to this wedding, that we would get the chance to meet back up and have another first impression. We were both very nervous and to be honest, a little unsure, of how this night would go. We spent the whole night talking and dancing, stealing the show by performing the iconic lift to "The Time of Our Lives". From that night, we haven't stopped laughing or talking (with some dancing here and there).