Kevin and I met on Tinder. LOL. I swiped right because of his curly hair and his cute doggo Lilly. When I asked him why he swiped right, his reply was "because of your face." The beginning of our relationship took place at a breakfast taco spot, and we will both agree that the sparks were very much alive while eating those mediocre tacos (Ps. we consider ourselves amateur food critics). The next 5 years flew by. We spent it traveling the world, eating, and building a home together (literally). Year 6 rolls around and sweet Kevin is going to propose. I had no idea and this man really set the mood. He took me out to our favorite sushi spot, then after like fatties we wanted to try Jolibee and then look for dessert spots. It was great until I asked him when he was going to propose. Do ya'll know what this man said?? He told me, he had yet to buy the ring and that we should wait a couple more years. LOLOL I was so mad I didn't want Jolibee or dessert anymore, so he ended up trying Jolibee by himself. Two hours later we pull up to my parents house where this man had planned a whole proposal with both of our families there. Safe to say, I was no longer mad and did feel a little bad for being mean hehe. Now here we are getting married. Crazy.