What started as a shared love of ABBA and belly-laughing at the Will Ferrell Netflix movie eventually led us to the real-life Icelandic legend: Daði Freyr.
We spent lockdown memorizing his dance moves and serenading each other to his music.
By the time we finally saw him live for the first time, the vibe was immaculate. Earlier that night I confessed to Andy that I wanted to talk about marriage.
It was this overwhelming wave of certainty—like wanting to say “I love you” for the first time, all over again. He felt it too, and we agreed to start building toward our future.
Fast forward through changing jobs, moving in together, and building a life. As we became more enmeshed, I actually started wondering: Do we even need to get married? We’re already doing the thing.
Then, flying home from work in LA, Daði Freyr’s song “Thank You” came on my playlist. We had tickets to see him again that upcoming spring, and in an instant, the perfect plan clicked into place.
The lyrics reminded me of what I already knew - that I wanted to marry my best friend.
Please enjoy some firsthand content from our proposal night, featuring a video from a kind stranger in the crowd, and photos from my accomplice, Regan Timmerman, who left us a present for us at home.
