We met at a house party in Atlanta. There was coy flirting across the beer pong table and a lot of liquid courage. Which led to table dancing at Hand n' Hand and Alex shamelessly trying to sing today's top pop hits and getting most of the words wrong. That's when I knew I was in trouble, we all know i'm a sucker for a confident guy with dance moves. After trying to give him a fake number and being called out on it we made plans to see each other again soon. On our first date we met at the wrong restaurant but decided to roll with it. Two bottles of wine and many hours later the restaurant closed and we were kicked out. Alex walked me to my car only to find out it had been booted (oops!). To cheer me up from my $75 mistake he took me to Dark Horse Down Below, his favorite place in Atlanta for some live band Karaoke. We sang our lungs out to Sublime, Nirvana, Blink-182 and the Chili Peppers. Sweaty from jumping up and down to the beat in the crowded basement, horse from all the singing and feeling that best first date ever high we knew we had found something special. The rest is history :)