The night before Thanksgiving 2009 when our mutual friend introduced us at a popular spot in Georgetown. After several drinks and spins on the dance floor, it was clear there was more to this chemistry than a late night dance partner. After a few months of courtship, a weekend in Charlottesville and a move to New York City, we fell for each other.
Some six plus years later, Eric faked losing his keys while on vacation in France. During the search in the tiny Provençal village of Lacoste, Eric got down on one knee and officially made Alexandra part of the #wolfeypack.