How We Met
Instagram… by way of Bumble! He saw my profile (complete with Instagram handle) while I was stuck in the Chicago O’Hare airport (or else I wouldn’t have ever showed up on his Bumble results!) and, classic milennial that he is, slide into my Instagram DMs. The rest is history!
How They Asked
We were exploring the caves, and he saved this specific one for last. It was stunning, and at one point, he stopped and said, “You should take a picture of that!” So… I did. And when I turned around, he was on one knee. There was no one around but us in this magical cave entrance, and it was perfect.