If you know me and I mean know me at all, you know that numbers are my thing. Let’s just say, I am extremely superstitious and read into numbers like no one I’ve ever met. I was born on 7/27, at 7:57 and I weighed 7.11… as you can see, seven is the most special number to me. Almost a year ago to date, my best friend asked me to marry him. He didn’t just ask on any random day, he purposely planned to propose on 1/7/17 knowing my psycho ways of reading into numbers (LOL). It was the snowiest day of winter and somehow he managed to get me to go on the Brooklyn Bridge. Seriously, I didn’t think anything of it and still playback that moment like it was yesterday.
Keeping with the “seven” trend, we decided to get married in July. Even though July is hot and in Italy probably the hottest month, I couldn’t imagine picking any other day. Praying for lots of sunshine on the day (fingers crossed/no rain dance on repeat). As I’m reminiscing on the most special day of my life- outside my window is a complete blizzard… figures right?
Here are a few photos from that day shot by our amazing best friend!