Guess what?! My DB (dear boyfriend) has turned into my DF (dear fiance)! He popped the question two days ago, on August 14th, and I’m going to tell you allll about it! Sorry there’s no recipe in this post.

A little back story: My DF and I met in Irvine over five years ago, but found out we had a class together at UCLA. I’m the type of girl that usually books it after class is done. I do my time and then I’m out of there. Per usual, I’m the first one out the doors when class ended and I’m outside of the building when I hear my name being called. When I turned around, I saw that it was my DF from a distance and he ran (I kid you not) to where I was. That’s how we began talking. I make fun of him for that until this very day.

Now let’s fast forward to two days ago.

I had plans to get froyo with one of my friends on Wednesday, and she had asked me if I wanted to go to UCLA afterwards to run some errands with her. She said she had to pick up some transcripts (which made sense to me because she had just finished nursing school and was applying to jobs) and I didn’t think anything of it. As I left, my dad asked me where I was going and I told him my plans.

My friend and I finished our froyo and then were on our way to UCLA. After we parked and were walking to the elevator, my friend screams out, “Oh crap! I forgot something in the car!” and bolts off. I stand there, waiting for her while reading blog emails on my phone. She finally comes back and we walk around because she says she needs to use the restroom. Instead of walking around the buildings, she insists on walking up Janss steps and I follow her.

The moment we pass by Haines Hall (where we had our first class together), I hear someone yell, “Kim!” I turned around and noticed a familiar shirt (I buy all my DB’s clothes), but figured it was a mistake and kept walking. I’m a teeny tiny bit near sided so I couldn’t make out the face of the guy, which is why I ignored it. He shouts out my name again and then I realize it’s my DB.

With flowers in his hand, I knew exactly what he was going to do. His two friends were following behind him, one with a camera in hand. He gets down on a knee and proposes. Just like that, it was done! We were engaged. My DB told me that my dad was also there, being paparazzi at the building across from us. Of course, I couldn’t even see him when I was looking for him, but he got some great shots of the whole event.

A little story about this picture above: My DF posted it on FB and made it official literally two seconds after he proposed. I didn’t even have time to call anyone to let them know! Not even my own mother.

Also, remember when we were in the parking garage and my friend forgot something in the car? It turns out my DF and my dad were waiting at the elevator 15 feet away from me. My DF had planned to get there ten minutes prior to us, but he parked in the wrong garage and had to re-park, making us arrive at the same time. My friend saw my dad and DF and delayed us going to the elevator by “getting something from her car.” My DF told me the elevator literally took 40 seconds to come down. Lucky for him, I’m oblivious to my surroundings (I know, so bad) and I was blog emailing! Thank you guys for keeping me distracted!

I’m pretty sure the first thing 90% of the people ask after saying I’m engaged is, “Show me a picture of the ring!” So here it is! Do you know how hard it is to take a picture of your own hand? It’s darn difficult.

My DF chose the ring on his own with no help whatsoever from me. I’m really indecisive and have no idea what I like, so I told him it was all on him when the time comes. The only thing I told him was that it has to be a skinny band because I have little fingers. That’s it. The rest was all him!

He did such a good job. I can’t stop staring at it. But yeah…. that’s our story! Now it’s time for all the planning to commence! If you guys have any recommendations for pretty much anything wedding related since I’m starting from a clean slate with a tight budget, do let me know in the comments! Advertise yourself or your favorite venue/stores/food/photographers/DJ’s/designer/wedding invitations/wedding websites. Oh, I’d also be getting married in Southern California if that helps. I’d love and appreciate it so much!

Thanks for all of your overwhelming support (especially on Facebook and Instagram!)