How we met

We both went to USC—Cole studied computer science, and Ali was in the school of medicine. Night of the UCLA game, we shared an uber to a dance party in Silver Lake. The stamps inked across our wrists read, “Be Dirty, Dance Clean.” And that we did. The rest is history.

USC known as the “University of Spoiled Children,” and also where all of the greatest love stories begin.

The Proposal

Cole took Ali upstate one weekend—complete with a spa day and a farm-to-table dinner. Ali wore her engagement dress that night convinced this was the moment. However, at a picnic the next day, just when she least expected it, Cole—crutches and all—gracefully got down on one knee. With tears in her eyes and string lights twinkling in the trees, Ali said yes. Back in the city, a surprise celebration with our closest friends and family was waiting.

We're going to completely change as people from 22 to 28. We'll either grow together or grow apart. We'll just have to wait and see.

-Ali to Cole age 21