We’ve met (Paul and I) more than 10 years ago, but we were both more or less children by then and we had no interest in each other. Then the summer of two years ago, my very good friend who then lived in London just like Paul, came up with the idea that they’d both come to my hometown and we’d go road tripping in Romania. Those road trips started it all.
By then,I just finished my second year of studying choreography and applied for a weeks workshop in Budapest. I found out later that I was denied the workshop which turned out good because otherwise I would have not been able to do on our road trips. Destiny, you might think! This was not one of those relationships where it’s obvious from the beginning that we’re going to be together. However, I did notice myself laughing a bit louder every time he was there, and he was there all the time because he was the only one driving the car.
Things only became obvious to me when the same summer I came to visit the before mentioned friend in London and the feeling that I felt when I saw him only after a two weeks separation was something else. We could not stop talking, laughing together, looking at each other and all those good things.
A year later from this, I was already living in London for half a year, we just moved in together and we started working on the blog. We always joked around that he is more a feminist than I am and he said that if I do want marriage, I have to be the one proposing because for him it’s fine without also. (Yeah right, as if I believed him for a moment!)
Let’s clear the waters first. For some weird reason, I was not the kind of girl who was dreaming ever since she was 3 how her wedding dress will be. Nor about how my husband will come on a white horse and my parents will cry tears of joy and all those fuzzy, cheesy things. On the contrary, every time I thought of marriage, I could not envision myself even getting engaged..
With Paul on the other hand, things aligned themselves like never before and I started thinking about it. I knew he is joking about the ring situation but that made it just as true so if I wanted a ring on it, I had to put it there myself (If Beyonce is not singing in your head right now I still need to improve my jokes in English…and my English for that reason).
So I did. A year ago, on the 23 of July, in a way that I will keep you curious about, I proposed to Paul. I know, very unconventional, but my luck was that he said YES! And didn’t find that this made him less masculine, on the contrary, we found it empowering. We love watching The Perkins’ vlog together and Desi almost always says: “I am a strong independent woman”, and we both laugh about saying it ourselves.
We are still together, still engaged – but the wedding can wait from both our points of view. The important part, the vows to each other we already did and to celebrate, we thought we’d take some pictures together. Who better to shoot us than the friend who brought us together in the first place – Daniela Buda. So because Daniela is on the sea most of the time, we had to go Southampton where the ship was docked for half a day and somehow managed to even stop laughing for a few seconds while we took the pictures you are going to see.
We had a lot of fun shooting this and I hope it does show how goofy we can be together. Enjoy, lovelies!
Photography Daniela Buda
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