Dating a platonic friend
I went as fast as I could and thought he was long behind me. When we got to the bottom, he clicked off my skis, handed them over, and said, ‘Y’all have a good day! ”After leaving Colorado, the two spent hours on the phone, but didn’t see each other again until the end of January.They started dating officially on Valentine’s Day, and a proposal came in June two years later.“In typical Michael fashion, I had no idea it was coming,” Whitney admits.“He had festivities all lined up,” remembers Whitney.“From the day after we got engaged, I went into full wedding mode—as one does—and he started making a funny Chewbacca ‘bridezilla’ noise every time I mentioned the wedding.
It was a vacation that had been a long time in the making, but Whitney never imagined they’d be celebrating their engagement.
“He told me two things that morning: 1) He wasn’t sure marriage was in the near future as we were both so young and busy with our careers, and 2) We were going to his family’s ranch that weekend.” Michael’s usual truck was in the shop, so they needed to take a much older one, which meant no air-conditioning for a four-hour drive in the Texas heat.
They made two fast-food stops on the trek: “Lots of greasy french fries made for super-cute proposal skin! “I also hadn’t put on a stitch of makeup and could not have been more casual if I tried after that haul.”When they arrived at the ranch, Michael insisted they go on a trail ride despite the fact that Whitney was a novice horseback rider.
“From the moment I saw Cynthia’s work and spoke with her on the phone, I just adored her and her taste,” says Whitney.
“She was instrumental—she helped me kick off the direction of not just the looks I would wear but the wedding itself, all the way up to the end.