Our Proposal Story

Jesse’s Story

I was away visiting my brother and his family in Hawaii, and I noticed that there was something missing in my life. One night during my vacation, I had a dream about a beautiful ring and how I was going to propose.

As soon as I got back to New York City, it was the first thing I wanted to do. I went to the diamond district to hunt for the perfect engagement ring.

After asking her parents over the phone (I offered to FaceTime!), I asked Ysolt to go out with me for a Friday night dinner.

Ysolt’s Story

I was running errands around the city and had no clue.

Jesse asked me to go out to dinner like we usually do on Friday nights. I came home to get ready first. Then, Jesse followed.

It was almost time to leave and I noticed something unusual — Jesse was all set to go. He’s never ready before me. Weird.

We hopped in a cab and headed for Chelsea. Jesse told the driver to stop at The Highline, a former railroad that was turned into a park — and that’s when I got irked. I was so hungry, I didn’t want to take a detour! But, Jesse insisted we go and people-watch. After all, it was a nice night.

Our Story

True to form, we found a spot where we always sit: the 16th Street amphitheatre. It’s also where we had our first date.

We had a nice chat, talking about how much we missed each other during Jesse’s time away… It was very sweet, until Jesse started to ramble on and on, like he tends to do when he doesn’t know what he’s talking about… Ysolt was getting grumpier by the minute, like she tends to do when she’s super-hungry! She asked him, “Stop being weird… Why are you being weird?” It was at that point when Jesse got down on one knee and pulled out a ring from inside his pocket.

“I want you to be in my life forever. Will you marry me?” he said.

Ysolt started to cry, nodded and said yes.

Minutes later, while we were still in shock, strangers came up to us to let us know they took pictures of our proposal (see above). Then, we facebooked, instagrammed, tweeted and foursquared the news.