Thursday, December 29, 2011

B.I.O.: Katy Marshall, John Winstead



Katy, 29, is a meeting and event planner. John, 32, is a compliance specialist at the U.S. Department of Labor. They'll live in Arlington after the wedding.

First Kiss: "On his living room sofa, right after I trashed him playing Wii."

How He Proposed: After dinner, he proposed on the sidewalk by their car. "I was going to propose at the restaurant, but it was too crowded and loud. At one point Katy went to the restroom and I pulled out the ring box, but then stuck it back into my pocket, to the chagrin of the watching college kids at the next table."

Pet Names: He calls her "sweet pea" and she calls him "lovey bear."



Stupidest Fight: Over what time they should have left for a day trip.

Wedding engagement season is in full swing with flurry of holiday marriage proposals






Perhaps you still call this time of year Christmas. Or Hanukkah. Or, generically, “the holidays.”
If so, you haven’t been paying attention. Unconsciously, you’ve tuned out the insidious loop of diamond ads and ignored the pretty little boxes in every storefront window.
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This, friend, is “engagement season.” And to those in the wedding industry, it’s only the eve of their most wonderful time of the year. For December rings, they know, bring January cha-chings.

January has become the month-long equivalent of Black Friday in the wedding world. After a rush of holiday proposals, wedding Web sites will see huge spikes in traffic, as bridal expos crank into gear across the country and glossy magazines with hundreds of ads and intimidating “to-do” lists fly off the shelves. With a quick flip of the calendar, the wedding-planning bonanza is underway.
According to WeddingWire, a Bethesda company that provides technology for the wedding industry, 33 percent of engagements happen between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Day. Families are together, sparkly lights abound and people are in the mood to unwrap things.
And if a guy’s gonna pop the question eventually, he might as well use the opportunity to avoid shopping for a holiday gift and kill two birds with — ahem — one stone. Plenty of Web sites offer ideas on executing the perfect holiday proposal: Play Santa! Hang it on an ornament! Spell it out in lights on your roof!
And, of course, the jewelers of America have done their part to reinforce the expectation of a diamond ring under the Christmas tree. In the past month, message boards lit up with postings by young women speculating on whether they’ll get engaged over the holidays. “My [significant other] told me on new years eve that I would be engaged this year,” one woman who goes by the user name kribbie wrote on PriceScope, an online diamond buying guide. “Well, since there are only a few days left til new years 2012, I’m hoping he keeps his promise.
Every year I despise the holidays more and more,” bemoans another who calls herself sweetpepsigirl. “The commercials make it hard, too. It’s like they KNOW I want a ring for Christmas.”
Never mind that she’s been in a relationship for only six months and “definitely knows there isn’t a ring in my immediate future. *sigh.*”
Still, she benevolently sprinkles digital fairy dust on the other would-be brides, typing “********dust*******” to bid them good luck with their proposal wishes. And when those diamond dreams come true, the newly engaged won’t bask in the ring’s glow for long before cranking up the nuptial machinery.
Naturally, the wedding industry will be at the ready. It didn’t become a $70 billion business because its purveyors spend a lot of time sitting on their heels, after all.
Bride Magazine’s January edition — which sold 250 ad pages this year, compared with the 40 or so ad pages most women’s magazines will have for the month — is always its best-selling issue. Big-name dress designers parade through bridal salons for trunk shows while retailers that offer wedding registries are already planning events for newly engaged couples to check out the goods.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

‘You’re never gonna find two people who had such a nontraditional love affair’


(Barbara Kinney/ BARBARA KINNEY ) - Newlyweds Ian Alberg and Mary Morrison walk down the aisle after being married November 5, 2011 in a ceremony at the Sixth & I Historic Synagogue in Washington D.C.
  • (Barbara Kinney/ BARBARA KINNEY ) - Newlyweds Ian Alberg and Mary Morrison walk down the aisle after being married November 5, 2011 in a ceremony at the Sixth & I Historic Synagogue in Washington D.C.
  • (Barbara Kinney/ BARBARA KINNEY ) - Ian Alberg, left, shakes hands with former President Bill Clinton after Alberg married Mary Morrison during a ceremony at the Sixth & I Historic Synagogue in Washington DC on November 5, 2011.
  • (Barbara Ries/ BARBARA KINNEY ) - Mary Morrison and Ian Alberg share their first dance in the ballroom of the W Hotel in Washington DC on November 5, 2011.
  • (Barbara Kinney/ BARBARA KINNEY ) - Aidan Morrison, age 6, peeks out from under the veil of his aunt’s wedding dress as she poses for formal wedding photos in the POV room of the W Hotel in Washington DC on November 5, 2011.
For much of the 1990s they were among the young staffers keeping the West Wing in motion. Alberg first did advance work for the campaign and later became a domestic policy adviser for Al Gore; Morrison rose from intern to deputy director of Oval Office operations.

Morrison, Alberg and other White House employees in their 20s worked incessantly, and when they did take time to relax, it was often with each other. “It was like a fraternity and sorority,” Morrison says. “We literally did everything together.”
No one else seemed to understand the world they were living in, and outsiders constantly asked about Monica Lewinsky. “The last thing you wanted to do was go out with someone else who’d be like, ‘Is it true? Is it true?’ ” Morrison says.
When the administration ended in 2001, the group splintered. Some staffers, including Morrison, moved to New York to work at Clinton’s new office in Harlem. Alberg and others stayed in Washington.
Morrison returned monthly to visit her family in Arlington. On each trip, she’d schedule time with Alberg, just to catch up over brunch or dinner. Alberg did the same when he went home to see his family in Long Island, taking the train into the city to go out with Morrison.
“It was just so easy to be with her,” Alberg says. “There wasn’t any stress. And we were best friends. I don’t think either of us were thinking about it [romantically].”
In 2004, Alberg’s mother had a stroke and his visits increased. For six months, it seemed she was on the mend. But after a second stroke, she passed away.
“I relied on Mary emotionally for just about everything. I honestly don’t think I could’ve gotten through that time if it hadn’t been for her,” Alberg says. “That’s when I started to realize, ‘Hey, this should be something more.’ ”
Alberg had put his career on hold to care for his mom, and he saw less of Morrison in 2005 as he focused on his job at a law firm and rebuilt his life in Washington. By 2006, they resumed their twice-monthly visits. Both continued to date other people, but by the next year Morrison realized she had feelings for Alberg. “I always wished he was around,” she says.
She worried about telling Alberg. “It was that stupid cliche,” she says. “We really didn’t want to ruin our friendship.”
But in 2008, she grabbed his hand. Soon they were holding hands everywhere they went and occasionally trading chaste kisses, although it rarely went any further. “Then we were like, ‘Okay, what are we doing?’ ” she says.
“So we started to have the talk,” continues Alberg, now 42. “I thought, well, this is either going to work or we’re never going to be friends again.”
They knew so much about each other and had shared so much history that casual dating was not an option. “We knew if we started dating, we’d probably end up getting married,” Morrison says. “And I think we both probably struggled with [that].”
At Obama’s inaugural ball that January, friends saw them holding hands and asked what was happening, but the two still hadn’t defined the relationship. “In my mind, I was like, ‘Well, this is great. I kinda like it the way it is — we’re friends, we have benefits,’ ” Alberg says. “But it wasn’t a hookup, either. We were best friends.”
Later that year, as they sat on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial, they came to the conclusion that, practically speaking, they were already dating. It was just a matter of announcing it. They quickly did, and by the middle of 2009, their conversations turned to marriage.
Alberg says he never doubted the relationship but wasn’t sure he was ready for the next step. But by the next year, he decided it was time. “There isn’t anybody that I’ve ever felt this way about. There isn’t anybody I’m so comfortable with. There isn’t anybody else I can see spending the rest of my life with,” he says.
Morrison was expecting a proposal in Washington, so last Super Bowl weekend Alberg went to her home in New York. As she sat in sweatpants and glasses, he pulled out a ring. A week later, he took her to the Lincoln Memorial and proposed again, this time with her grandmother’s diamond.
“You’re never gonna find two people who had such a nontraditional love affair,” says Morrison, now 38, “but who really knew each other before they got married.”
On Nov. 5, the two wed at Sixth and I Synagogue in an interfaith ceremony conducted by an Episcopal priest and a rabbi. Morrison wiped tears from her eyes as they exchanged vows and read their ketubah, a Jewish marriage contract.
resource:http://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/weddings/on-love-youre-never-gonna-find-two-people-who-had-such-a-nontraditional-love-affair/2011/11/23/gIQASWBFLO_story.html

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Colleen Costello & Jaryd Bern Wedding



(Hannah Colclazier) - Colleen Costello and Jaryd Bern during their wedding reception at Woodlawn Farm in Ridge, Md., on September 24, 2011.

Wedding date: Sept. 24.

Location: Woodlawn Farm, Ridge, Md.

Guests: 60.

How they met: In November 2007, Costello was browsing at Kramerbooks when she ran into a law school pal who invited her to join him in the cafe while he waited for a friend. When Bern arrived, he and Costello discovered they both loved jazz and made plans to meet up with friends a few days later at HR57. After the show, Bern impressed Costello by offering to go out of his way to walk her home on a frigid evening. A week later they had their first official date at Paper Moon.

The proposal: On Valentine’s Day 2010, when the region was still buried under several feet of Snowmageddon, Bern persuaded Costello to go outside and make snow animals. While Costello was working on her creation, Bern asked her to come look at his snow bear, whose arms were cupping a red Ring Pop. When she turned to Bern, he was down on one knee with a real engagement ring.

The wedding: Costello’s favorite jazz vocalist, Felicia Carter, performed at the wedding, along with her quintet. Party favors were caramel-nut and hazelnut coffee beans, a blend the couple calls “Bernello.” Eager to spend more time with friends and family, the couple invited guests to attend a post-reception bonfire.

The honeymoon: They spent a week horseback riding on the beach and hiking in Monterey, Calif. In August, they plan to go hang-gliding and visit a jazz festival during two weeks in Switzerland. 

Saturday, October 15, 2011

OnLove: Susan Kozel weds Jason Wynnycky


(John Shinkle) - Susan Kozel and Jason Wynnycky posing during Hurricane Irene before their wedding reception in Arlington, VA on August 27, 2011.




Wedding date: Aug. 27

Location: Top of the Town, Arlington

Guests: 75

How they met: Kozel and Wynnycky met in 2007 at a social in their Arlington apartment building, where they lived just a few doors apart on the same floor. They were getting to know one another when Wynnycky was deployed for a year-long tour in Afghanistan. They began to date when he returned in late 2008.

The proposal: On Feb. 2, Kozel and Wynnycky were watching TV in her apartment when he announced he had some good news: He really wanted to marry her. Wynnycky chose Groundhog Day to propose because he said he loves the Bill Murray movie of the same name, and because he wanted to marry her over and over again.

The wedding: The day’s biggest challenge was uninvited guest Tropical Storm Irene, which led to last-minute cancellations by more than 30 guests. During the ceremony, the priest had trouble talking; it turned out he was allergic to the lilies Kozel was carrying. Still, the show went on, and Kozel danced the tango with her dad, something she’d wanted to do ever since they first practiced it in their kitchen when she was a child. 
Regardless of the time of year, many individuals choose to get stylish mandaps for their wedding ceremonies to make their day even more special. Ordering a mandap is a quite straight forward process, however the most important detail is the colour scheme of the mandap compared to the colour scheme of the brides wedding dress and entourage.

Friday, October 14, 2011

On Love: ‘I fell in love with her talking to her over the phone’


For two weeks they chatted by phone, calling during work and school, talking at night until one or the other nodded off to sleep.
Howell hoped it would continue like that. She had signed up for the dating site Interracial Dating Central after reading an article about it in September 2009. Though she was new to online dating and had never been in an interracial relationship, she was flattered by the attention from guys who wanted to get to know her.
The night Snider first contacted Howell, she was engaged in two or three instant message conversations with other men. After glimpsing a tiny profile picture of her, Snider decided that Howell “looked like all I could ever ask for in a woman” and began asking questions that would elicit more than a one- or two-word answer.
“Tell me who you are,” he wrote to her. “What do you think about?”
Before long, she stopped chatting with other men and focused on Snider. Eventually, he persuaded her to call him. The two discovered that they’d both moved to the District from other countries at age 5 — Howell came from Jamaica; Snider was born in England. Both had daughters from previous relationships who were named after flowers. Howell’s daughter, Jazmyne, was 14; Snider’s girl, Violet, was 4.
The conversations grew longer and more intimate by the day. Snider, a video producer, pulled out every story he could remember to prompt Howell’s gushing laughter. “He was stimulating my brain. I thought he was so sweet, caring,” she says. “And he was honest, like saying, ‘I’m looking for someone.’ He wasn’t playing any games.’ ”
“I fell in love with her talking to her over the phone,” he says. But when Snider pushed for a date, Howell balked. She was wary of the dangers of online dating and, more than that, she worried it would ruin everything. “Because when you meet someone, then you see little flaws,” says Howell, who served in the Air Force and is studying computer science at the University of the District of Columbia.
When Snider half-jokingly suggested that stand across the street and wave at each other, she agreed to a meeting. Nervous about what her Petworth neighbors would think about her going out with a white man, she asked Snider to pick her up around the corner from her building. At his apartment in Alexandria, she was so anxious she couldn’t eat. But when he kissed her, it became clear that the chemistry they felt over the phone translated in person.
“I went from being shy to being scared to being comfortable and at ease,” says Howell, now 34. “In my mind, I already felt like I loved him.”
They began seeing each other regularly. She was captivated by his wit and transparency; he adored her dynamic self-possession and generosity with others. When Howell expressed concern about their racial difference to her family members, they told her not to worry. Neighbors in her apartment building were soon teasing her about the time she tried to hide Snider from them.
Snider, now 40, almost immediately felt he had found the woman he’d been looking for. “The wheels fell off when I met Natalee. It was all-consuming,” he says. “I had a feeling that my desire for her and my involvement with her could not be challenged. I couldn’t be dragged away.”
So he was devastated when she called things off the following spring. Howell found out that Snider had shared private information about Howell’s personal life with his daughter’s mother, whom he considers a close friend. Howell felt it was a breach of trust and told him they needed time apart. But after three weeks, Howell’s mother found out about the separation, told her daughter it was “so stupid” and picked up the phone to call Snider.
After talking to him, she persuaded Howell to do the same, and the two quickly reconciled.
“Real compatibility is an invisible puzzle,” Snider says. “But that means we can have difference and conflicts, and maybe even an argument or debate, and be like, ‘Okay, so I still love you. Because I’m obsessed with you, and I can’t imagine my life without you.’ ”
In July 2010, they looked at rings. After he picked up the chosen one from the jeweler, Snider asked Jazmyne to hold the video recorder while he proposed to her mom.
On Sept. 9, the two married at the Ritz-Carlton in Georgetown. Throughout the ceremony, Jazmyne kept her hands on Violet’s shoulders, like a protective older sister.
“Peace is the result of love,” said the couple’s officiant, Colman McCarthy (a former Washington Post columnist). “And if love were easy, we’d always be good at it.”

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Five Wedding Planning Tips for a Meaningful and Loving Celebration!


Are you interested in a meaningful wedding celebration? You have been to beautiful weddings, expensive celebrations and wild wedding receptions. But, what makes a wedding memorable; the perfect wedding planning checklist, unique wedding invitations, an outrageous theme wedding?
FAMILY INVOLVEMENT
If you and your beloved have family members who are ecstatic about your engagement and insistent on being involved in the wedding planning process, then you should allow them to. This is the perfect opportunity to be very communicative and hand out very specific tasks, such as locating sites to purchase wedding invitations, help set up a personal wedding website as well as general help with wedding ideas. Involving your loved ones in this way will set a loving tone.
MEETING EVERYONE'S NEEDS
Think through who is on your guest list and make thoughtful preparations for them. If you have elderly people attending your wedding, then make sure you have comfortable seating, shade if they will be outdoors and hydration if it is warm. A great tip, found on many wedding websites, is that if you have children attending, you will want to prepare for them as well. Some wedding venues will help with a low table, crayons, snacks and cups with lids to help make the little ones at home. Your guests are sure to feel cared for.
A MEANINGFUL WEDDING SERVICE
One of the greatest wedding tips you will receive is that you must picture yourself walking through your wedding day. Think through your service and decide on the mood you want to create. For example, consider filling the church with hundreds of white candles and twinkly lights to set a mood of romance. If you desire a memorable service, then you may want to write your own vows, exchange heirloom rings and have someone you love sing a beautiful ballad as you light your unity candle.
A LOVING RECEPTION
During the busyness of wedding planning, you don't want to lose sight of all those you love and those who have contributed to your life. You may want to prepare a slide show of all the family and friends along the way who have helped make the two of you, who you are. Dedicate the show to your loved ones and show it at the reception. It is sure to bring tears of joy to all.
DELICIOUS AND SIMPLE
As you use your wedding planning tools to create a reception menu, remember to keep it simple. Choose heavy appetizers, fresh seasonal salads and great breads, paired with the perfect wines. A rich wedding cake and thoughtful wedding favors with a personal message from the two of you will top off a loving wedding celebration everyone will remember!

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Tuesday, September 6, 2011

On Love: Anne Burnley weds Chris Robinson


Anne Burnley & Chris Robinson

(Roman Grinev) - Anne Burnley and Chris Robinson at their wedding reception at the Hotel Monaco in Alexandria, Va., on August 6, 2011.

Anne Burnley, 27, works for a political fundraising firm. Chris Robinson, also 27 , works for IBM. They live in Alexandria.

Wedding date: Aug. 6.

Location: Hotel Monaco, Alexandria.

Guests: 130.

How they met: Burnley and Robinson met in 2000 during their sophomore year at T.C. Williams High School in Alexandria and quickly became close friends. Although they admitted romantic feelings for each other after graduating, college on different coasts discouraged them from dating. But in August 2005, while both were on break, they joined friends at a bar and danced together all night. “The stars fell into place,” Burnley says. After they went back to their respective schools, they spoke every day.

The proposal: They returned home from a party on New Year’s Eve and, over a toast, Burnley said 2011 was their year to get married, something they had been discussing. Robinson admitted that he already had the ring; Burnley confessed she had searched for it, to no avail. So Robinson pulled it from a hidden box, got down on one knee and proposed. They didn’t make it official until the next day, when Robinson called Burnley’s father to get his permission.

The wedding: Instead of a maid of honor, Burnley had a brother of honor. The flowers were white hydrangeas, set against Burnley’s favorite colors of hot pink (for the bridesmaids) and navy blue (for the groomsmen). Bartenders served drinks in plastic cups that said “Meet the Robinsons” and sported a silhouette of a basset hound, a nod to their beloved dog. They chose “Let’s Stay Together” by Al Green for their first dance.

The honeymoon: They went to Ogunquit, Maine, where they walked a scenic cliff path, visited lighthouses and ate their fill of seafood at Barnacle Billy’s lobster pound.

On Love: ‘Love cannot be stopped — not even by Irene’


Lyndsey Thornett was aggravated when she got word that the condominium she was renting was being put up for sale. She’d only been back in the area for a year and was just beginning to feel at home in Arlington.
So, in July 2009, the Potomac native, who spent eight years in Texas for college and business school, started searching for a new spot. Though her parents didn’t love the idea of her living in the District, she settled on a place at 18th and S streets.

The night she moved in, Thornett invited a friend to come by for a drink. As she bounded out the door to wait, she spotted a casually dressed man watering flowers on the property.
Edward Zielinski explained that he was president of the condo board and welcomed Thornett to the building. After trading numbers in case Thornett had problems with her unit, she invited him to sit down for a beer.
“Hey, this gorgeous girl moved into the building,” Zielinski, now 30, later told his roommate. But he didn’t know if she was single. Fearing he’d create an awkward situation, he decided not to use her number for anything other than official condo business.
But Sasha Rosen, the friend who was with Thornett that night, was sure the attraction was mutual.
“He seemed like a really nice, super-cute guy. And Lyndsey was excited but didn’t really know what to expect,” Rosen says. “We’re both pretty skeptical of really nice, super-cute guys.”
Thornett’s interest grew through chats with Zielinski, who told her he was a finance professional at Fannie Mae and one of five siblings from Oregon. He’d also started a walking tour company, DCByFoot.com, with one of his brothers.
But even after months, neither was sure where the other stood. Once Zielinski asked whether he could check out her apartment, and, he recalls, “You could feel the tension of ‘Is he gonna make a move?’ But I failed to make a move.”
In late October, Thornett, now 29, was watching a football game at Buffalo Billiards when she got a text from Zielinski asking whether she wanted to join to his birthday celebration around the corner at James Hoban’s, an Irish bar. She did, and as they stood by the jukebox, Zielinski told Thornett he thought she was pretty.
A week later, they went out again with a group of friends and eventually found themselves alone. At another jukebox, this time at Darlington House, he kissed her.
Before their first official date, at Hook in Georgetown the following weekend, they met up at a U2 concert they’d both planned to attend. That night, the two posed for a picture that Thornett developed and gave to her mother, who knew about her daughter’s crush on Zielinski.
The two began spending evenings together and exploring the city on weekends. “From the moment I met him, it was so comfortable,” Thornett says. “And it reminded me of being in college. Just being able to go upstairs at night. It was just really fun.”
Within weeks, he was invited to her parents’ home in Potomac. He saw the picture of him and Thornett at the concert displayed among family photos on the mantle. Her mother was embarrassed, “but I liked that,” Zielinski recalls. “It was cool that she had our picture up.”
Though Thornett often told Rosen the relationship “seemed too good to be true,” she let down her guard quickly. “I was so happy,” she says. “It was just finally easy, and I always was kind of hoping that I would find something that would just feel right and be easy.”
And it was apparent that Zielinski felt the same. “I just knew that he adored Lyndsey,” says Rosen. “Every other word out of his mouth was, ‘Isn’t Lyndsey so beautiful?’ ”
By the time they went to Jamaica together the following March, he was sure he wanted to marry her. “Everything felt different,” he says. “I was completely excited. Where I would do anything to spend time with her, to make her happy, to have fun with her.”
In October 2010, he took her back to Hook. And later, on a bench by the Georgetown waterfront, Zielinski got down on one knee and asked Thornett to be his wife.
The two planned an Aug. 27 wedding at Meridian House, where cocktail hour would be held among the property’s linden trees. But plans changed when an earthquake struck four days before the event, causing slight damage to the building. And weather reports indicated Hurricane Irene was barreling toward the region. As they worried about their 145 guests’ travel plans, their wedding planner, Jamie Sears, prayed the electricity would stay on at least long enough to get through dinner. But it stayed on all night. And every vendor and all but a small handful of guests made it to the wedding.
As blowing branches scratched against the stained-glass windows of St. Paul’s Lutheran Church on Connecticut Avenue NW during their ceremony, Pastor Jan P. Lookingbill addressed the couple. “Earthquake, wind and rain cannot stop love,” he said. “Love cannot be stopped — not even by Irene.”
Resource: http://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/weddings/on-love-love-cannot-be-stopped--not-even-by-irene/2011/08/29/gIQALci6wJ_story.html

Saturday, August 20, 2011

On Love: Lindsey Mehan weds Matthew Graham



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Lindsey Mehan and Matthew Graham after their wedding ceremony at the Thomas Birkby House in Leesburg, Va., on July 9, 2011.


Location: Thomas Birkby House, Leesburg

Guests: 130

How they met: In mid-June 2007, Mehan landed an internship with the Fairfax County Board of Supervisors; Graham was working for Connolly, who was the board’s chair. On Mehan’s last day, Graham asked her to meet him for a drink at Coastal Flats. They continued on to dinner at Uncle Julio’s Rio Grande Cafe and talked into the wee hours in the restaurant parking lot, discovering a shared passion for history.

The proposal: In December, Graham re-created their first date, taking Mehan to the same bar and restaurant. When they got home, Mehan commented that the date was just like their first. Yes, he replied as he pulled out a ring, except he hadn’t asked her to marry him that night.

The wedding: Connolly, who was there when they met, officiated at the ceremony. The couple’s first dance was to Jason Mraz’s “Lucky,” which Mehan chose because the lyrics — “lucky I’m in love with my best friend” — fit their relationship. With their wedding so close to July 4, they decided to have apple pie instead of a traditional cake, and when they left the reception, guests brandished sparklers.

read more: http://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/style/on-love-lindsey-mehan-weds-matthew-graham/2011/08/02/gIQAvy1SBJ_story.html

Friday, July 29, 2011

On Love: ‘As soon as we got together, it was the easiest thing in the world’


Mark Gail/TWP - Alexis Johnson and Joseph Walpole married at the American Visionary art Museum on July 16, 2011 in Baltimore, Md.


Alexis Johnson knew Joseph Walpole’s type. She’d lived on a floor full of engineering majors her freshman year at Boston University. “They were nerdy,” she says. “And not in a fun, nerdy way, just in a really weird way.”She and Walpole had mutual friends and went to the same bars and parties, but they rarely spoke. I’m sure he’s just like the rest of them, she thought. Their most intimate conversation came when Johnson needed help with her shoe as a group of friends prepared for a formal dance.
“I was like, ‘You’re an engineering major, right?’ You can fix this,” she recalls.


He used a steak knife to carve a new hole in the strap of her shoe and passed it back.
Walpole, who was a year behind Johnson in school, didn’t form much of an impression of her. But in April 2006, he was the first of his friends to buy the video game “Guitar Hero.” When Johnson, a game-lover, heard that a mutual friend was going to Walpole’s place to test it, she exclaimed, “I’m coming over!” and proceeded to hold her own with the guys all night.
“I was, like, ‘Wow, that’s pretty cool,’ ” says Walpole. “And that was the first time we hung out with just three or four of us, so we actually had time to chat.”
The next week they saw each other at a bar. Johnson, whose father was an enthusiastic home brewer and now owns the Judge’s Bench Pub in Ellicott City, noticed that while others were drinking Bud Lights, Walpole was sipping a glass of La Fin du Monde, an ale from Quebec.
“It’s a beer I knew and a beer that I kind of respected,” she says. “It was just interesting, like, ‘Wow, I wouldn’t have expected that.’ ”
They talked for much of that night and met up again after a pub crawl four days before her graduation. As they walked home together, he kissed her.
They started spending every free moment together but knew their time would be limited; the day after graduation, Johnson would be setting off on a two-month cross-country excursion before trying to find a job back home in Maryland.
“I just remember being really excited during this time and trying not to think about her inevitably leaving,” says Walpole. “But it was also, like, ‘I can’t believe this — how long have we known each other that we never got together?’ ”
The morning of her departure, Johnson sped over to Walpole’s place to say goodbye. He gave her a mix CD to play on the road, but their goodbye hug was interrupted by Johnson’s dad, who called to say he was double-parked and it was time to go.
“I remember very distinctly the feeling after her leaving,” says Walpole. “Being, like, ‘I don’t know what just happened.’ ”
“I felt the same way,” she says. “We left it very unresolved.”
The next day, he e-mailed, saying, “So, we should still keep in touch, right?”
Walpole became Johnson’s virtual traveling companion as she drove through the continental United States, visiting state parks and music festivals. “It was definitely nice to have someone to check in with and have that comforting voice,” she says.
Their rambling daily conversations uncovered quirky senses of humor and similar musical tastes — she found herself listening again and again to the CD he’d given her. And while he is laid-back and reserved, he was drawn out by her chatty effervescence.
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OnLove: Jennifer Mitzner weds Gregory Curtiss


Jennifer Mitzner, 27, is a speech language pathologist in Silver Spring. Gregory Curtiss, 29, is an engineer for Sprint Nextel. They live in Rockville.

Wedding date: July 2.

Location: The Willard, Washington.

Guests: 150.

How they met: Mitzner and Curtiss met on a blind date in September 2005 in Syracuse, N.Y., where she was a college senior and he was a systems engineer for Carrier. At dinner at Chili’s, Jenny ate her tacos messily; Greg, on the other hand, cut his chicken into perfectly even pieces. She thought, “This is never going to work.” But they ended up talking all night, until the restaurant asked them to leave. They continued to date through Mitzner’s three-year graduate program at George Washington University and Curtiss soon joined her in the District.

The proposal: In November 2009, two days before their families would get together for Thanksgiving, Mitzner came home to an apartment covered in candles and roses. Her favorite song, “Falling Slowly” (from the movie “Once”) was playing in the background while a slideshow of the couple played on the TV. He popped the question, she said yes, and they celebrated afterward with dinner at Palena, their favorite restaurant.

The wedding: Curtiss is Catholic and Mitzner is Jewish, so they arranged an interfaith ceremony. Lace from her mother’s wedding dress was incorporated into the chuppa, and multi-generational family wedding pictures were displayed at the reception. For their first dance, they were serenaded by Mitzner’s brother, a professional musician. As guests left, they received mini-milkshakes — a nod to Greg’s love for the icy concoctions.

The honeymoon: They went on a two-week trip to the islands of Moorea and Bora Bora, where they enjoyed a sunset boat cruise, spa treatments and a Polynesian fire show.
Read more : http://www.washingtonpost.com/lifestyle/style/onlove-jennifer-mitzner-weds-gregory-curtiss/2011/07/20/gIQAh7mWfI_story.html

Sunday, May 15, 2011

OnLove: Kalena Alston-Griffin weds Ben Costa

In 2007, Kalena Alston-Griffin’s life was just as she’d planned: She was married, living in New York Cityand pursuing a lucrative business career. Ebony Magazine even named her one of the country’s most promising young leaders.
But by 2008, things were coming undone: Her father died. Her marriage was fraying. Her mother had a serious heart attack and needed 31-year-old Alston-Griffin, the eldest of five children, to take in her two middle-school-aged brothers.

Amid the chaos, she was also planning a move to Washington to start a publishing business. “I have been known to be one of those people who doesn’t set limits, so to speak, in terms of how much I can handle. But this was definitely beyond my comprehension,” she remembers.
She enrolled her brothers at Westland Middle School in Bethesda that fall and met with Vice Principal Ben Costa. Kalaii, 13, and Zeke, 11, had been through a lot, she explained, and warned that they might act up. Costa said he understood. He gave her a book about the psychology of adolescent boys and a phone number to where she could reach him when things came up.
“I was like, ‘Wow, he’s great,’ ” she recalls. “I just thought he was really empathetic and understanding.”
Costa’s reaction wasn’t only about the kids. He’d been taken with Alston-Griffin’s beauty. But when his boss warned it would be inappropriate to date her, he resolved to keep flirting to a minimum. Still, Kalaii gave them plenty of reasons to stay in touch — before long, Costa had become a mentor to the boy and was talking almost weekly with Alston-Griffin about his behavior.
“But what was cool about it, to be honest, was that it gave us the opportunity to know each other without the physical part confusing things,” he says.
Their friendship was growing and so were his feelings. She, in turn, had detected Costa’s crush. Though she admired the joking, candid way he related to students and parents, she wasn’t ready to date and felt she needed to keep some distance.
But in February, when Costa informed her that one of Zeke’s favorite teachers had died, she started to view him differently. “I’ve never seen him look so serious and so sad,” she says. “I just felt so moved at how emotional he was about it. And how honest he was with me about his emotions.”
When Alston-Griffin called Costa a week later to see how he was holding up, he invited her to meet for a drink. Neither was sure if it was a date. A few days later, she swung by his house to borrow a DVD. Sitting in his living room she seized up and launched into why they shouldn’t date.
He listened quietly, then stood up and asked her to dance. They moved closer and closer to each other until he finally kissed her. “And it was pretty much the best kiss I’ve ever had,” she says. “It was like he was completely vulnerable — like he gave himself to me. It felt very pure and very open, and I trusted him completely.”
They began dating discreetly, and every day he would send her a poem he’d written. “I realize why adults start going back to church,” he wrote in one. “To thank God for having found that person — for the love in their lives.” 

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Kate Middleton’s Sarah Burton reception dress, William’s tux



Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge, leaves Clarence House to travel to Buckingham Palace for the evening celebrations. (POOL - REUTERS)
It’s costume change time. Perhaps slightly less anticipated, but not any less glamorous, Kate’s second wedding gown reveals more of her affection for the house of Alexander McQueen.
Her satin, strapless reception dress, designed by Sarah Burton, features a similar sweetheart neckline and diamante embroidery around the waist. The newlywed duchess let her hair down for the big party and accessorized her look with a fur shrug.


Britain's Prince William and Prince Charles leave Clarence House to travel to Buckingham Palace. (POOL - REUTERS)
Staying in step with his father, Prince William swapped his scarlet tunic for a classic, double-breasted dinner jacket and bow tie.
The couple were to celebrate their wedding reception with 300 of their closest family and friends at Buckingham Palace.

Friday, April 29, 2011

The Royal Wedding 2011 of Prince William and Kate Middleton

Prince William and Kate Middleton exchange vows at London’s Westminster Abbey on April 29.
Britain's Prince William, his bride, now known as Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge, and Prince Charles leave Clarence House to travel to Buckingham Palace for the evening celebrations after the wedding.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

For Alexandria couple, wedding proposal in a crossword puzzle just fit


39 Across: “ ‘Casablanca’ screenwriter Julius or Philip.”
Answer: Epstein.
37 Across: “ ‘Shakespeare in Love’ role.”
Answer: Marlowe.
“Am I losing my mind?” Marlowe Epstein wondered.
It wasn’t until she landed on 51 Across that she figured out what was going on.
“Words with a certain ring to them,” she read aloud.
“Will you marry me,” she suggested, and looked to her boyfriend, Corey Newman, for agreement.
He agreed more than she realized. Newman pulled out a diamond ring. Down on one knee, he repeated the words back to her. “Marlowe, will you marry me?”
“Oh!” she whispered. “Yes, of course!”
For months Newman, 28, had been trying to figure out how to propose to Epstein. “I wanted to do something unique,” he said. One day as he watched her sit immersed in a crossword puzzle — as she so often is — he had an idea. And with a little help from Bob Klahn, vet­eran crossword creator, Newman’s plan became a black-and-white reality in Sunday’s Washington Post Style section.
“I was sort of blown away,” Epstein said later. “I was so impressed that he managed to pull that off!”
Careful Washington Post readers may have wondered about the bonus puzzle Sunday, and devoted puzzlers probably picked up on a theme. Clue: Seek to form a union? Answer: Pop the question. Clue: Wedding gown material. Answer: Lace.
But even Epstein, 31, didn’t notice how many questions were intended specifically for her. Other answers included “Aiken,” her home town in South Carolina, and “Corey,” her boyfriend’s first name.
Saturday morning, she said, “just seemed like business as usual to me.” When she woke up, there was a cup of coffee waiting for her. As rain whipped against the windows of the couple’s Alexandria apartment, she settled on the couch with Newman, who was working on a crossword. “I’m stuck,” he said, prompting her to help.

Newman had originally planned to propose Sunday, but a citywide scavenger hunt they’d planned to participate in was bumped to that day, so he made a last-minute decision to do it Saturday instead. For an hour that morning, he raced around Old Town, looking for an early Sunday edition that would have the puzzle, but none of the shops had received them yet. So he did what any desperate man would: swiped one from the front of an office building. No one’s there on the weekend anyway, he figured.
Newman met Epstein in January 2010 at Murphy’s Irish Pub on King Street. “I can still see her,” he said. “As soon as I turned my head and saw her standing in the door I was like, ‘Whoa.’ ”
Two weeks later Epstein, who works in communications, invited him to join some friends at her place as a blizzard was moving toward Washington. After everyone else went home, the two kept talking and the snow continued falling. By early morning Newman realized he was stranded; he wound up snowed in with Epstein and her roommate for four days.
They saw each other only sporadically after that, but when Newman, an event planner, moved from Dupont Circle to Old Town in late July, their get-togethers became regular. By September, they were dating exclusively.
Right away it was serious. “Three weeks after we started seeing each other, everyone was asking, ‘When are you two moving in together?’ ” Newman said.
That happened in January; by then, they were already talking about marriage. “Even though some people say, ‘Oh, you haven’t been together that long,’ it feels like we have,” he said. The blizzard gave them an opportunity to get to know each other in a way that can usually take months, he adds. “We never got the chance to pretend to be perfect.”

Winning design in royal wedding dress contest is classic with a twist


There is a worldwide movement to brand everything under the sun William and Kate: Pez dispensers, air-sickness bags and, of course, sapphire engagement rings. Yet when the second in line to the British throne, Prince William, finally ties the knot with longtime love Kate Middleton on April 29, at least one royal fan will be celebrating more than their marriage and the retail bonanza it has sparked. Becky Schupp, winner of The Post’s contest to design a royal wedding dress, turns 25 that Friday.

Though she has long followed the British royal family, Schupp hadn’t noticed the coincidence when the couple announced their wedding date in November. It wasn’t until she was looking at the dress competition that “I saw the wedding date on your Web site and thought it was kind of funny.”
Aspiring designers submitted entries from Feb. 18 to March 11, and readers narrowed down the 56 sketches to five finalists. Schupp’s design garnered 38.2 percent of the vote.
Schupp, a resident of Helena, Mont., has wanted to be a fashion designer since she was 11. Her hobbies include sewing and drawing, and she studied apparel design at St. Catherine University in St. Paul, Minn. She moved to New York after graduation in May 2008 but returned to Montana after a couple of years and is trying to build her portfolio while looking for other work. She hopes to return to New York this fall.
Fashion is “a different sort of art form,” says Schupp. “It’s fun, exciting, a good way to express yourself.”
In designing the gown that won The Post’s contest, Schupp, who is single, did think a little about what she might want to wear at her own wedding one day. But she focused chiefly on the royal bride-to-be and thought about outfits that Middleton has been photographed in.
“I think her style is very young,” Schupp says, but “definitely classic and clean. I wouldn’t say she’s a risk-taker, but she definitely has her own sense of style, what’s appropriate, [what] makes her look good.”
So how to create a dress for a young, modern woman in a historic occasion and setting? Start with sleeves.
“I assumed that in Westminster Abbey you’d kind of want something a little more modest, like covered shoulders,” Schupp says. The church where William and Kate are to marry has been the venue for British coronations since 1066. A “royal peculiar,” meaning that it is the chapel of the British sovereign — and “exempt from any ecclesiastical jurisdiction other than that of the Sovereign,” according to its Web site — it is also the place where William’s grandmother, Queen Elizabeth II, and other relatives were married. Schupp went for long sleeves, but in a sheer fabric.The rest of the ivory gown would be a heavier silk, she decided, with a very full skirt. (Full or loose skirts were features of the wedding gowns of the queen; her sister, Princess Margaret; her daughter, Princess Anne; and Sarah Ferguson, who took four minutes to walk up the aisle of Westminster Abbey for her 1986 wedding to Prince Andrew.) Schupp ruled out embellishments other than a band at the waist — pale pink could be a nice touch, she thought — and focused on “architectural sort of layers” with the skirt, along with a sweetheart neckline.
The total effect? “Kind of classic but still has a modern twist to it.”

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Weddings: Charles ‘Jud’ Hamblett marries Lynne Platt

In 1991, Lynne Platt was in her mid-30s and settling into her new life as the wife of a Foreign Service officer when her husband suddenly fell ill during a post in the Dominican Republic. The couple quickly traveled to the United States for treatment of what turned out to be a rare blood cancer.

There was little the doctors could do. After just 13 months of marriage, Platt became a widow.
She returned to Washington, where she had previously lived. But rather than trying to get back into a policy job like the one she’d left to go abroad with her husband, she showed up on the steps of the State Department and asked for an application to join the Foreign Service. It was, she says, “a way of honoring my late husband.”In 1995, Platt got her first assignment: Cairo. From there she moved on to Casablanca and Brussels, and in 2004 she landed a coveted post in Paris.
By then, she’d started dating again; she had even accepted a proposal from one man but broke off the engagement after deciding that the relationship wasn’t quite right. What she wanted was a man with a kind heart and strong values — “somebody who’s really good,” she says. “The quality of goodness, I think, is highly underrated.”
She hadn’t thought much about Charles “Jud” Hamblett, who arrived to work at the embassy the following year, until she read a review he had written. “This boy can write an English sentence,” she noticed approvingly. Later, while working on projects together, Platt was impressed by Hamblett’s kindness and competency. So she was happily surprised when he asked her to join him for a few hours of boating along the Seine.
Hamblett was nervous about making the invitation — his 21-year marriage had recently ended, and the father of three was just beginning to contemplate dating again. “It was awkward, really,” he says. “I don’t get out much.”

But Hamblett, who spent much of his spare time exploring the waterways of Paris in a 16-foot inflatable Zodiac boat, was completely at ease on the river. As he and Platt slowly cruised the city, they traded stories of their journeys.
“I love to listen to Lynne speak. And I loved that the very first time we talked,” says Hamblett, now 56. “We would drift in and out of serious things and light things. There seemed to be an easy flow.”
Soon they were boating together every weekend and exploring the city by bike during the week. Platt, now 57, discovered that Hamblett was a multifaceted man. He was as enthusiastic as she was about art galleries and museum exhibits, and for her birthday, he gave her a poem he’d written. But she could also find him covered in oil from working on a car transmission. “He’s just not what you would expect,” she says.
The pair knew that their magical days in Paris were limited; in October 2008, Platt moved to a one-year posting in Baghdad. But before she left, they talked about finding a later assignment where they could serve together. The country that fit was Haiti.
The two arrived in their new host country in 2009. But the rhythms of their life on the island were blown apart on Jan. 12, 2010, when a massive, 7.0 magnitude earthquake struck. “It sounded like the ground underneath the house was exploding,” Platt remembers.
The U.S. Embassy’s 10-acre compound became the center of the relief effort. For two weeks, Platt and Hamblett slept under desks and worked around the clock to help with evacuations and the organization of rescue missions. The embassy “looked like its own refugee camp,” Hamblett says.
But living through the terror and tragedy of the quake drew the couple even closer, and the dedication they saw in each other affirmed to Hamblett that their lives were on“parallel tracks.”
So during a break in June, they returned to Paris, and on a footbridge near Platt’s old apartment, he asked her to marry him. “There was an endless stream of positive reinforcement,” he says of the relationship. “It seemed like a natural.”
It seemed that way to Platt, too, who had finally found the goodness she was looking for. “Having had a good marriage, I knew what I needed, and I was willing to hold out for it,” she says.
On March 12, the waiting was over. They exchanged vows and selections of poetry in the atrium of the Meridian House in Washington.
And two days before the wedding, the State Department came through with a perfect gift: word of their next assignment. Later this year, the couple will move to London.

On Love: Dana Milyak marries Dennis Marron





Milyak, a 37-year-old development manager at a conservation nonprofit, had first spotted Marron during the summer of 2007, when he was jogging through their Alexandria neighborhood. “Ooooh, there’s my boyfriend,” she would think at each sighting.
After several weeks, she approached him at the dog park; they introduced their pets and then themselves. Chatting on a bench, Marron told Milyak he was a chef at the Grille at the Morrison House and Jackson 20 in the Hotel Monaco and told her she should stop by for a bite sometime.
Milyak, who was in the midst of a divorce, was nervous about taking him up on the offer. But when they ran into each other again while walking their dogs, she accepted his invitation to stop off at his house for a beer and promised to visit the restaurant. When she dropped in at the Morrison House with a friend the following week, she intended to stay just for a quick bite. But Marron instructed his staff to take them to a special table and proceeded to serve them a 13-course meal, complete with wine pairings.
“She’s a good eater,” he noticed approvingly as the plates came back clean. She’d already earned points in his book for being a dog lover and a runner with a cool tattoo and good taste in music. So as they had a nightcap to end the evening, he kissed her.
Soon all of his limited free time was spent in her company. But even as he was falling for her, he sensed resistance from Milyak.
“For the first couple months, I pushed away a lot. I was very standoffish,” admits Milyak, who was still waiting for her divorce to be finalized. “I just had really intense feelings, and I was afraid of them.’”
By March, Marron, now 37, was exhausted from his efforts to break through and told her he couldn’t do it anymore.
“It was just really hard, because I kinda knew I did that to myself — or to us,” Milyak says.
A few weeks later she came home to find a package on her front porch. Inside was a bat box — like a birdhouse, but for bats. It was something Milyak, an animal lover, had told Marron she wanted on one of their first dates. She cried as she unwrapped it, knowing it meant that he truly understood her and listened when she spoke. She hoped it might also mean they still had a chance.
So when Marron texted her at midnight on her birthday and asked if he could come over for a drink, she said yes. They warily sat on opposite ends of the porch until he told her what she’d been waiting to hear: “I miss you.”
She gave herself wholeheartedly to the relationship this time, and invited Marron to move in with her that summer. With him she was happy, relaxed and affectionate in a way she’d never been before. For years, she’d been accused of being too guarded, but Marron, she says, showed her so much “caring and loving, it kinda broke me down.”
“We draw the good out of each other,” Marron agrees. “We want to make each other better.”
Soon Marron began talking about marriage, a subject Milyak preferred to avoid. But on vacation in Ireland the following August, Marron asked her directly: “What would you say if I asked you to marry me right now?”
“I would say, ‘Why do we need to get married?’ ” she responded. In her eyes they were already committed to each other.
“I’m not asking you ever again,” he told her with a tone of resignation. “If you want to get married, you have to ask me.”
By the next summer, her thinking had changed. They wanted a family together, and she’d begun to see the value of a permanent commitment.
So Milyak had rings made, and in October she returned to the bench at the park where they first met and carved a heart around their initials. The next night she led Marron and their dogs back to the park.
Not quite believing his eyes as she pulled out the ring, Marron responded, “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure,” she said, before adding, “but maybe it can be a long engagement.”
But her thinking on that changed, too. “I’ve sat on this. I’ve thought about it thoroughly. I know what I’m doing,” she says. “And there’s no hesi­ta­tion.”
On March 13, a Sunday when spring seemed to dawn in Washington, Marron and Milyak exchanged vows by the banks of the Potomac near Mount Vernon in front of 50 guests. Before heading to a pig roast at the Hotel Monaco, their friend read the lyrics of a Johnny Cash song, “ ’Cause I Love You.”

“I’ll sweep out your chimney
yes, and I will bring you flowers
yes, and I will do for you
Most anything you want me to.”

Thursday, March 24, 2011

On Love: The wedding of Chris Dudley and Shristhi Puri



Gallery: On Love: Chris Dudley’s initial impression of Shristhi Puri was a strong one: “I hated her,” he says. “I was not very fond of her at all.” But that all changed after they spent much more time together.

Chris Dudley’s initial impression of Shristhi Puri was a strong one: “I hated her,” he says. “I was not very fond of her at all.”

Puri had started volunteering at the Bethesda-Chevy Chase Rescue Squad in September 2007. During her first months there it seemed to Dudley that all she did was complain.
And she, in turn, thought Dudley was “an arrogant person” who only thought of himself.
Puri, who moved to the United States from Nepal at 13, was eager to become a full-fledged member of the squad, but she found the training much more rigorous than what she had encountered when she’d served as an emergency medical technician while attending Washington College in Chestertown.
Dudley had similar struggles when he first joined the squad in 2001. A native of Windsor, England, he came to the United States to pursue a singing career and quickly landed a coveted spot in the National Cathedral Choir. Looking to fill his free time with volunteer work, he walked into the BCC Rescue Squad after seeing a sign promoting it as “the opportunity of a lifetime.”
But while most new members move through a training process within 14 months, Dudley’s singing schedule precluded him from finishing on time. Worried he’d be kicked off the squad, he decided to prove his dedication during the squad’s annual fall drive. He raised $22,000 — enough to be named the unit’s top fundraiser.
After quizzing Puri, who works at a bank on weekdays, Dudley asked a superior to give him time to properly train her. From then on, he became her hard-driving mentor, constantly drilling her on squad protocols and medical response procedures.
“I was like, ‘I hate this guy because he always makes me cry every single time I take a test,’ ” recalls Puri, now 26. “But, at the same time, he was helping me get through everything.”
They began a tradition of going to breakfast on Tuesdays with a few other young volunteers after finishing an overnight shift. In time, she grew accustomed to his teasing and admired the care he took with patients; he respected her persistence and soon found a sunny disposition at her core.
“She’s the person that you want to be near all the time,” he says. “Just because of her positive attitude.”
In the fall of 2008, with Dudley’s encouragement, Puri became the squad’s top fundraiser. That November, he invited her to join a group of friends at his home for Thanksgiving dinner. She helped him with the preparations and drank enough that she didn’t feel comfortable driving home. After the other guests had left, he kissed her.
She stayed the night, but woke up baffled about the kiss. They’d only recently warmed to each other as friends. That day, Dudley told Puri it shouldn’t have happened. Her parents expected her to marry a Nepali man; he had always believed he shouldn’t date a South Asian woman.
“It’s this thing that was bred into me at English boarding school,” says Dudley, now 31. “It goes back to this colonial stuff.”
They decided to try to forget that the kiss happened and went back to being friends and colleagues.
For months, Puri rode only in Dudley’s ambulance, but when she passed her final tests in January 2009, she was free to work wherever she was needed. “So then I hardly saw him and I’m like, ‘I kinda miss this guy. It’s kind of boring without him around,’ ” she says. “It wasn’t fun anymore to me.”
By then, they were regularly meeting up to have lunch or play squash. The pair bickered like an old married couple and were teased by rescue squad colleagues about being romantically involved. When Puri vented to friends about Dudley, they begged her to own up to the fact that she had feelings for him and to tell him as much. She routinely scoffed at the idea.
Still, in the summer of 2009, when Dudley told Puri he’d begun seeing another woman, she grew resentful. “He made me feel like we were together, and now we’re not,” she told friends. She remembers their response: “Shristhi, it’s been two years that you’ve been playing footsie with each other and never said anything, so you don’t have any space to complain. You did it to yourself.”
She became his reluctant relationship counselor, helping him work through problems with his girlfriend. And there were plenty of those, Dudley says. “We’d only been dating six months, and we already had these edges going up,” he says. But with Puri, he says, “we’d always be hanging out and having fun. And I had to really try hard with this other person.”
In late August, just after Dudley had told his girlfriend it wasn’t going to work out, Puri asked him to meet her for coffee. She couldn’t handle the ambiguity of their relationship any longer.
“There’s no easy way to say this,” she told him. “I’ve loved you for a while.”
Dudley responded that he had feelings for her, too, but needed time. Puri said she didn’t care what her family and culture said about dating a Western man. Likewise, Dudley thought he could move beyond his own initial dating prejudices.
He shared his changing feelings with a friend, who Dudley says told him, “ ‘You’ve finally grown up. You’ve finally moved beyond your classist, stuck-up upbringing.’ ” “After I did that, we were finally able to just be who we were with each other.”
He headed back to England for his brother’s wedding; by the time he returned in October, Dudley felt sure he wanted to be with Puri. Less than two months later, as they gathered with friends for another Thanksgiving dinner, he told them all that he was thankful to have Puri in his life and that he’d “like to have her in it forever.” The following March, at a rescue squad company meeting, he proposed before a crowd of their colleagues.
Puri’s parents reacted more positively than the pair had expected and were supportive of the union, especially when the couple agreed to travel to Nepal for a series of traditional wedding rituals and celebrations in January. And on Feb. 26, the couple arrived via ambulance to exchange vows in a formal ceremony at Washington National Cathedral. 

Thursday, March 17, 2011

OnLove: Wedding of Crystal Gould and Eric Perrott


Gould had been dating a friend of Perrott’s when she wound up standing next to Perrott at a concert. “We had this moment where we got to get to know each other,” she recalls. And as her affections shifted, she made the calculations of a high school girl, figuring, “I’ll just drop this one and see how it works out with Eric.”
For the next two years they dated steadily, going to concerts and parties with friends. Their parents saw it as puppy love, and Gould says, “For our first couple years together, that was the case.”
But as they prepared to leave for different colleges — she was headed to Florida State University, he was enrolling at the rival University of Florida — they decided to stay together.
Each became involved in campus life, but three weekends a month they’d take turns making the two-hour drive to spend time together.
There was no talk of future plans or permanent commitments — they were, Gould says, “just going with the flow.” But during a visit their sophomore year, she spent an hour organizing music equipment that
seemed to be overtaking Perrott’s room.

“I don’t want to clean up after you for the rest of my life,” she remembers telling him. “Then I was, like, Oooh, I’m using this ‘rest of my life’ language that was not intended. That was the point where I was, like, Wow. This is a big deal.


They seemed to grow together, both becoming politically active NPR junkies who shared musical tastes and surrounded themselves with artists. Before they could legally drink, the two set up a joint bank account so their entertainment costs could be split equitably.
When Perrott graduated from college a year early in 2008, he moved in with Gould and worked for the Obama campaign in Tallahassee. That fall, she applied for Teach for America while he sent off applications to law schools; they coordinated their efforts so they’d end up in the same city. Soon, Gould found out she’d been picked to come to Washington and Perrott got an acceptance letter from American University.