Alicia & Anthony
Alicia & Anthony
Our Story
How We Met
The Swipe That Stuck
Like many modern love stories, ours technically started with a swipe—but it was a mutual friend who really gets the credit. He introduced us one warm Saturday in July at City Grill. Over drinks and easy conversation, Anthony promised to take me to his favorite Italian restaurant for our first official date. (That didn’t happen right away—but he made sure I didn’t forget.)
After I left that night, he texted me nonstop to make sure I got home safe—and yes, to remind me again about that Italian dinner.
Just a few days later, that same mutual friend called Anthony at 10 p.m. asking if he could help move me into my college apartment the next morning. What I didn’t know then is that Anthony is the MVP of moving days—he never hesitates to lend a hand. Without skipping a beat, he said yes.
The next day, he showed up bright and early, ready to lift boxes—and met my mom for the first time. She’s warm, big-hearted, and makes a strong first impression. The kind of mom who makes sure you’re fed, asks all the questions, and keeps everyone laughing. Thankfully, Anthony wasn’t scared off—in fact, she sealed the deal with donuts and Chipotle.
Eventually, we went on that promised Italian date… and while I wasn’t a fan of the food (an ongoing joke between us), the company was perfect. He asked me to be his girlfriend on August 15th, 2018, and now—eight years later—we’re getting married on August 15th, 2026.
The Proposal
Anthony pulled off a proposal that felt like something out of a movie—but even better, it was so us. He planned every detail himself and chose the most meaningful place to do it: my childhood home.
Before the big moment, he did things the right way—he asked my dad for his blessing, and even talked to my younger brother, Joey, who was 16 at the time. Joey took the whole thing very seriously… but in the most Joey way possible. It wasn’t so much about protecting me as it was making sure Anthony knew what he was getting into. Once you’re in, you’re in—no turning back. He meant it with love (and maybe a tiny bit of warning).
When the day finally came, I walked into my parents’ house and found it filled with all our family and friends, each holding a candle. It was warm, glowing, and completely surreal. Anthony led me to the back porch—beautifully decorated, of course—got down on one knee, and said the most thoughtful, heartfelt words.
And the ring? Huge. Gorgeous. Absolutely perfect.
I was ready to say yes before he could even get the words out. It was everything I could’ve dreamed of—romantic, emotional, and so full of love. There were big smiles, tight hugs, and very loud reactions to the ring (rightfully so).