If you've been reading wedding magazines and blogs, you're probably feeling overwhelmed by the possibilities. But what if weddings were your job? Knowing all the options—and how to execute them well—could be paralyzing. To get an inside look at what happens when a wedding pro plans her own wedding, we're kicking off a blog series following Sarah Pease, the recently-engaged owner of Brilliant Event Planning. In addition to designing and producing weddings for couples in New York and around the world, Sarah also offers proposal planning services. So how does a guy propose to a proposal planner? For our first entry, we asked Sarah to share the story of how her fiancé, Cass, proposed. Read all about it after the jump!
"The day after our four-year anniversary, Cass woke me up at 4:30 a.m. We had planned to leave that day for a long weekend getaway in Washington DC, but Cass told me there had been a change of plans.
'What happened?' I yelped, fearing the worst. 'Did the Bolt Bus blow up?'
'Stop freaking out and just pack for somewhere warm,' said Cass. 'We're leaving in 30 minutes.' It wasn't until we passed the security checkpoint that I realized we were headed to...Jamaica!
After checking into the hotel in Kingston, we boarded a private boat and sailed to a tiny island off the coast. We then trekked over the whole island to find the perfect secluded sandy cove for a picnic and—I hoped—a marriage proposal.
Cass pulled out the lunch prepared by the hotel, and I picked my way through a 'mystery meat' sandwich while we both waited for the right moment. After what seemed like an eternity to me, Cass got on one knee and asked me to marry him. In between my tears and nervous laughter, I managed to blurt out 'Yes!'
He then pulled out a little black box and opened it to reveal a toy ring, set with a hilariously large heart-shaped plastic diamond. A relieved smile spread across my face as he told me sheepishly, 'There was no way I was going to buy you a ring without your input!'
The final touch was a stack of papers—printouts of our initial email exchanges. I had always lamented not being able to find these in my archives, and reading through them together was the perfect way to cap off his proposal.
Having worked to make this moment special for so many others, it felt surreal to be proposed to myself. As we opened a few bottles of Red Stripe beer to celebrate and the excitement sunk in, I turned to Cass and asked, 'So, where are we going to get married?'"
Check back soon for our second installment, in which Cass and Sarah solve the dilemma of where to host their wedding—Ireland, New York, the Midwest, or the Dominican Republic. —Lauren Mathews