Yeah, dass right - My boo is finally rockin' his mangagement ring!I hinted earlier that my guy only found it FAIR that he get to wear an engagement ring too. I definitely share that same logic - I mean, we're both fiance[e]s and therefore should both wear symbols of that engagement. And since we aren't into trying to being one or the other - traditional or anti-traditional - we decided that for our wedding, Mike would rock some titanium on his finger to symbolize our engagement, just as I rock the bling to symbolize our engagement.
So the details of the Proposal Day in DTLA went as follows:
Either I'm better at planning surprises than I thought I was, or Mike is just super freaking oblivious, but HE HAD NO IDEA I was giving him his ring that day. A day full of planned activities, a nice dinner, champagne, hotel room...I mean all signs were pointing to man-proposal, no? I thought so anyway. So I kinda let the cat out of the bag before dinner, and he was like, "Wait, really?! Tonight's the night?!" And I proceeded to say, "You're kidding me, right? I thought you knew all along!" Nope. He didn't. So it could have been a TOTAL surprise had I kept my mouth shut. But oh well. The moment was just as special - surprise or no surprise. Here's a rundown of the day:
So, I had planned on taking Mike to Griffith Park to see the astronomy show at the observatory. We first met in Astronomy Lab in college and our first date was supposed at the Observatory at Arizona State. Well, that date never ended up happening, and seven years later, we still have not had our astronomy show date. Unfortunately, it rained ALL DAY on Saturday, so the picnic/observatory afternoon I had planned went to sh-t. SO here's what we did instead: Mike and I were both in choir growing up, so I took him to the Walt Disney Concert Hall where they had a matinee showing of their annual "Messiah Singalong". Like literally the entire audience sings along with the full orchestra onstage (so cool!) So there we were, sheet music in hand, trying our damnedest to follow along - if you've never heard the Messiah, it's kind of insanely hard to sing. But Mike was rockin the bass part like WHOA. He was adorable singing harmony - and I was SHOCKED at how good he still was at reading music. So the singalong was a total success. If your partner sings, I suggest doing something like this. You get to see a whole new side of them. Then we checked into The Standard Hotel - also the hotel that we WOULD HAVE had our guests stay at had it not been entirely booked the weekend of our wedding. So it was awesome that we got a chance to experience the hotel together because it's so damn cool. Then we had dinner at Ciudad. Insanely good. Carnitas. Cheddar Grits. Ceviche. Pinot Noir Cava. HEAVENLY. After dinner I had planned on taking him to The Rooftop Bar at The Standard for drinks, dancing, and a proposal. BUT the rooftop was CLOSED due to the rain (CURSE YOU RAIN!). Yeah. Le sigh. So that plan was shot. But all was not lost...While sipping on champagne and listening to our favorite Bowie album back in the room, I decided that now was just as romantic a time than ever to "propose". So just as "Starman" started to play, I took the ring out of my palm and asked him this question:
"Will you be mine forever?"
And he said YES! Well, yeah, no sh-t he said yes but it was strangely exciting! And he LOVED the ring. And I loved seeing him wear it. The experience was everything I had hoped it would be - even with the rain getting all up in my sh-t. So yay. And yay for even-handed proposals! [Pun INTENDED].
Anyone else out there partake in an equal proposal?
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