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Ours started the way every fantastic romance should go: meeting in a grad course on the radical social gospel, with bad attempts at flirting and annoyance at first site. But through whatever cosmic force had it out for us, we quickly found ourselves sharing headphones listening to high school emo music and agreeing with Bukowski that everyone was terrible.
In those warm, late August evenings, we, and a few of our mutual friends, went to a night at the Cicada Club. At first, Jordan was reluctant to go, partly because of his lingering middle school bashfulness around women. But curiosity and excitement propelled him toward what would change our lives forever, and, that evening, we danced to Louis & Ella's "Our Love is Here to Stay," and Jordan gave his phone number to Jen on the back of a Pokemon card. (1st edition holographic Ninetails, if you were wondering.) After that night, something overtook our lives. All the bad relationships in our pasts, all the doubt, all the fear, were superceded by the invigorating companionship, laughter, discovery (and breakfast burritos) of our relationship, and from that night, it didn't take us long for us to realize what we know now, that we've found something beyond mere soulmates.Continue reading »
And then, four years since our beginnings at the Cicada Club, we went back to rectify our love. As fans of film noir, we wanted our engagement pictures to capture Old Hollywood. We went with headshots and staged couple pictures. Our photographer, Stephen Tang, did an exquisite job at capturing what we asked for...and more. We decided to go for a 1920s theme for our wedding, not Gatsby-specific. We wanted to accentuate the beauty of the Cicada Club, but also emphasize our love for Art Deco and its era.
Jordan and Jennifer 's vendor team