HowHeAsked Platinum Proposal: Debbie & Andrew
How We Met
My opening line was not the most romantic, I admit. We were at a bar on a Friday night in New Jersey, and I felt like I was being pushed toward this girl all night, something that I can’t really explain. I finally mustered up the courage to walk over to this absolutely beautiful girl I made eye contact with a few times from across the bar. She smiled, I smiled, and all I could say was “Nice fangs!” (As she says, we both have very pronounced canines, ha!)
Her response was, “Thanks, but mine are bigger.” My heart shot out of my chest: What a fantastic response to my atrocious opening line. She told me her name was Debbie and she was visiting her friends in town. She was studying to be a teacher at the University of Delaware and was a big Jersey Shore girl (not the fist-pumping type!). One thing led to another and I asked for her number, which she happily passed along. I waited an entire day to reach out to her, and a first date was set!
How He Asked
July 3, 2017: Lavallette, New Jersey. We’re very patriotic. We love this country—everything about it. So naturally, the Fourth of July is our favorite holiday. Every year, Debbie’s local beach puts on this massive fireworks display over the ocean and her family has a big after-party at their oceanfront home. This is without a doubt our favorite time of the year. But our favorite place at the shore is this 75-foot dock at the bay. We walk from the ocean to the bay every night (weather permitting!) to dangle our feet over the edge and watch the breathtaking sunset.
I remember the first time Debbie brought me to this dock three years ago and I just felt at peace. It was the weirdest feeling, and I remember telling her just how serene I felt on this dock with her. She agreed and thought it was the sound of the water beneath us, the gorgeous sunset taking place and the swans swimming around us that made me feel that way. What she didn’t know was that I felt at peace because I knew this was the place where I’d be proposing to her. Fast forward three years, and the day finally came. I planned all I could, from the photographers to the best time of day, and was checking the weather like a madman. I was a nervous wreck. Looking back, walking around with a ring (without a box) in your pocket and sitting over the ocean on wood planks with large gaps in between is probably not the brightest idea, but somehow it worked! It was routine as ever, partaking in our little tradition down the shore of taking that 20 minute walk to the bay and just finding a seat at the end of the dock, dangling our feet over the edge and gazing at the sunset.
We had our usual conversations, cracked some jokes and I told her it was getting a little late and it was time to head back. Debbie agreed and I helped her get up. She turned her back and starting walking away from the water down the dock. I got down on a knee, called her name and she turned around. I went over what I was going to say hundreds, maybe even thousands of times. But nothing can prepare you for this moment. “Remember when I told you I felt at peace here three years ago?” I asked.
She nodded and immediately put her hands up to her mouth; I saw tears start flowing down her cheeks. “It wasn’t because of the scenery,” I continued. “It’s because I knew right then and there that this is where I’d ask you to spend the rest of our lives together. Will you marry me?” She nodded and managed to squeak out a “Yes!” through all of those tears.
All the planning, all the worrying, all the thoughts I had running through my mind were all put at ease with one word: “Yes!” Our photographers did a phenomenal job capturing this moment for us and after our shoot, we were so excited to return back to her beach house and celebrate into the night with our entire family!
And the ring? Why Platinum?
It was the first ring she fell in love with and I could tell her heart was set on it. I told her it might be too expensive and we kept “shopping” for other styles or sizes for the next couple months. Little did she know, I’d gone back the morning after we’d seen “the one” and bought it for her. We picked platinum because after many years of wear, white gold begins to tarnish.
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