Brittny and Justin
How We Met: Justin and I had a lot of mutual friends in common, but had never actually met. We even matched on Tinder, but for some reason never spoke. One night, I was invited over to Justin’s by our friend, Hamilton. The second I saw him, sitting in this chair in the corner, with an overly large beard and Bean Boots on, I was smitten.
The entire night I kept trying to talk to him and at one point I even told my friend Emily how cute I thought he was. After getting home late, I added him on all social media platforms, a forward stalker-ish move on my part. He used that to break the ice and messaged me on Facebook a few days later. We have spent everyday together since.
how they asked: I knew the proposal was going to happen soon. We had been talking about it a lot, and had gone to look at rings before I left to travel for the summer. I’m a very snoopy person, so I had been trying to figure out any clue I could as to when it would take place. Finally, I had it narrowed down. On Sunday, he asked me if I wanted to go to dinner at a new restaurant that had opened in our town. I said sure and immediately in my head thought it was weird.
We never make dinner plans that far ahead. I knew it had to be happening. The few days leading up to it, he was overly loving – almost to an annoying point. On Wednesday, I spent the day with one of my friends and we kept brainstorming how it would happen. I just kept praying he wouldn’t propose over dinner, because I didn’t know what I would do with so many people around. The whole afternoon I was nervous and fumbling through my closet trying to decide what to wear.
When he got home from work, he got ready, and we jumped in the car. He sent a quick text before we left, which I thought was strange. Seconds later, his phone rings, and it was his sister Jessie, saying she needed us to meet her at the lake to give her their parents card to rent a kayak. Justin acted all annoyed, but I just went with it. We pulled up to the Boathouse and I noticed her car wasn’t there and that the Boathouse was closed.
My heart started racing. He called her and she said to come around to the back of the Boathouse, so we started walking and Justin grabbed my hand. As we rounded the corner, there was a single chair, with a dozen pink roses, and a journal. He asked if I would have a seat and told me to open up the journal that he had written me something.
I opened it up and immediately started crying as I saw the most romantic, sweetest note, I had ever read lying before me on the page. I couldn’t even read all of it because my heart was racing and I couldn’t breathe. He got down on one knee and asked me to turn the page, which had a picture of us. He told me to turn it one more time, and he had cut out a box in the journal and the ring was inside.
He took it out, and said something along the lines of “I don’t want to go on another date with you as my girlfriend, will you marry me?” We both may have blacked out from excitement and nerves, because everything else was a blur. Obviously I said yes and our secret photographer, his sister Jessie, came out of hiding and we began celebrating!
Photos by: Jessie Rogers