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Hi Y’all! My name is Kate and I’m originally from the middle of nowhere, Illinois. Somehow I managed to escape the corn fields to come to the big city (the best city): CHICAGO! Now I live with two dudes and a bulldog, none of which I am marrying. Every other week, I am going to give you the TMZ details to the steps leading to my wedding…the Miley Cyrus style horror, the Kardashian glamour, or perhaps just some tips on how to survive this maze of wedding decisions with your hair and fiancé intact. Feel free to reach out to me too! I want to help my fellow wo-mankind, especially with budget crises, interfaith/intercultural curiosities, and ways to shape it up for your aisle debut.
Kate with her fiancé Raja shortly after the proposal!
The How We Met Story:
My fiancé and I met at the beginning of an end. To put it quite simply, kissing another lady on St. Patrick’s Day wasn’t an expected move from my previous boyfriend so…I decided to practice the whole “Bridget Jones Diary” mope-it-up thing. One of my best friends (and now trusty bridesmaid) convinced me to go dancing that weekend to shake away the sorrow and that…is when we met. When I first saw him (you’re thinking fireworks, right?), I thought he was gay. Impeccably dressed, cute, and polite, I assumed Raja was not looking for my kind. As we spent the evening getting to know each other, we laughed, danced on a pedestal and amused ourselves by poking fun at the overly oranged go-go waitresses. As the night faded, we exchanged Facebook details and I secretly clicked on pictures of him, as many of us FB stalkers do, and realized my assumption was, gratefully, wrong.
What happened next:
He waited and waited for me. We built a strong, supportive friendship as my previous relationship slowly declined from unrest and hurt. Once the break up occurred, Raja allowed me time to grieve and still waited…until I knew he was my new beginning…super poetic yeah?
The How We Got Engaged Adventure:
As we grew together as a couple, our relationship matured. Last spring, I was expecting a proposal. Raja let me go ring shopping with him as we mused on what our Christian/Indian Wedding would look like. We started to introduce our families to each other to prepare them for culture shock. Now, it’s important to note that I am one of those “TELL ME THE END OF THE MOVIE” kind of people and basically, relish in knowing the end before it happens. HINT: This made things difficult for my future husband’s big surprise. I prodded his cousin for details and sat my sister under an investigation lamp in attempts to figure it out.
I proclaimed to him that he MUST propose with me and only me around as I like my privacy. I bluntly informed him that I had to look good as well (Instagram style: duck faced, best side profile, hand on hip for all selfies!)
It all went down May 11th, 2013. Raja set the scene by explaining that his techy cousin had won a free scavenger hunt that we could compete in for prizes. We all met for breakfast and broke into 3 teams. Raja and his cousins put together a fake website to enter smartphone clues for each Chicago Landmark along the way. Our hunt ended at gorgeous secret lily pool snuggled behind Lincoln Park zoo. He wrapped his arms around me and we sat in silence. As he shuffled in his pocket, my heart started to beat even faster in anticipation. When he proposed, I don’t even know what he said. I was so tickled that he tricked me and still was able to keep our moment private; yet, included my best friends and sister to share in the moment. My hair was kinda crazy from my bike helmet, but hey, you can’t have it all. After we kissed and held each other tight, we joined the crew to show off the “rang” and munch on some delicious congratulatory cupcakes.
Later, we rushed to his house to find my parents waiting for me (HOORAY!), a beautiful Indian choli lengha dress from my future mother-in-law, and a traditional Indian ring ceremony followed by a mini reception…even more unexpected.
As I struggled to comprehend how my fiancé became so sneaktastic, I re-lived our day, a sign of all the good stuff to come. Oh and of course, I geeked on the fact that I get to Beyonce style shake my hand and my ring in everybody’s face for 12 months until the wedding!
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