The first time I met my fiancé was on a very cold winter night in February. We had been on Instagram talking all night, we decided to meet up for dinner and attend a concert in Asbury Park. I arrived to our first date early and anxiously waited. A few moments later, the restaurant door swung open with a huge gust of wind, blowing right through Paulina’s beautiful dark brown hair. We sat down, ordered dinner and drank margaritas. I’m not sure exactly what had happened, but it was just like the movies. Everything was silent (well not actually we were in a restaurant) and I remember looking at Lina and thinking “Wow, she's gonna be a beautiful bride one day. Maybe she's my bride”. And the rest is history.