I want to tell you about the greatest first date that NEVER was.

Two star-crossed lovers match on Hinge in Denver, only to find out they both have separate ski trips booked to Switzerland the following week. The soon-to-be couple drank hot chocolate slopeside, talked until the sun went down, and danced the night away…

But, that never happened…

One of us (who shall not be named) didn’t respond until after they got back to the US. So - instead, we met at a Polish bar on Colfax.

Despite the lack of a Matterhorn backdrop, we spent four straight hours taking flavored vodka shots, trying different vegetable pierogies, and surprising each other by giving the “right” answer to each other's questions.

When she asked what he wanted to drink, he said “Anything without bubbles. I can’t burp.”

When he asked if she liked to travel, she replied “I’m actually planning to move to Spain in 6 months and I’m not sure when I’ll be back.”

She hated burping and beer. He wanted a woman who loved traveling as much as he did. They were perfect for each other.

After less than a year of dating, the couple packed up their belongings and began a three-year adventure that took them to Seattle, Miami, New York, Mexico City, Denver, and finally, Los Angeles.

Along the way, they found lifelong friends, made unforgettable memories, and fell madly, madly in love.

If you are reading this, it means we thought there was no way we could celebrate the best day of our life without you. We can’t wait to see you in Mexico City!

Love,

Blake & Casey xoxo