Friday, September 21, 2007

Will You Marry Me? Say Cheese.

I've had several fantasies about how and when I will be proposed.

Almost always, I will be fully and GENUINELY surprised, with no itzy bitzy inkling that this life-changing but I-knew-it-was-coming-sooner-or-later question is going to be popped up.

Almost always, it will be a special place,either it is totally new to us, or a place with siginificant meaning to us.

Almost always, it will be at night. I mean a proposal in the day time???? Seriously??

ANDDDDD almost always the ring is to die for, with a gleaming diamond.

But never have I imagined this new phenomenon.
Now the storyboard of my perfect proposal has to undergo a major screenplay rework.

EXCERPT from an article from NY TIMES, Sept 20, 2007

"AS he anxiously counted the minutes until he would
propose to Emily
Cappella on Aug. 24, Guildry Santana ran down his
checklist:

Reservation at La Palapa, the Mexican restaurant in the
East Village where they had their first date two years earlier.
Done.

Engagement ring removed from box and tucked discreetly into pants pocket.
There.

And this: a photographer lurking at the
crowded intersection of Eighth Street and Astor Place, with instructions to
snap his shutter the instant Mr. Santana dropped to bended knee.
Um, yes.

“I wanted this day to be something we could tell people about,” Mr.
Santana said.

Now, not only could he tell friends and family about
the circumstances of his engagement, he could show them, too, thanks to a
candid shot of the proposal.

Ms. Post finds the idea of
photographically preserving a marriage proposal “wonderfully romantic, personally."


Haiz Haiz... A girl is allowed to dream right?

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