How it all began

I remember exactly what Caroline was wearing and the stool she was sitting on. I thought she was pretty and had good jib-jab.

— Ben’s First Impression

I remember his confidence striking up a conversation and that he left without my number.

— Caroline’s First Impression

Our love story started like all classic romances… with gambling. Caroline and Ben had separately made their way to Rippy’s Bar, a Nashville and Vanderbilt staple. Ben, the handsome and outgoing gentleman that he is, struck up a conversation with a beautiful lady sitting at the bar (Caroline for those playing along at home). At some point during the conversation he gestured to an older (i.e. 50s) couple dancing the night away in the middle of the bar. Ben remarked about how lovely it was to see the elderly still enjoying each other’s presence. Caroline was confused as she saw the couple Ben was talking about but did not see any 50 year olds. Thus a bet was made between Ben and Caroline about the age of the couple. Ben, being quite confident, said that the woman could NOT be younger than 35. She was 29. Caroline then took Ben’s phone and Venmoed herself the $5 from the bet!!! Ben, now penniless having squandered away his family’s fortune, went home to get a good night’s sleep so he could be well rested for his vigorous academic schedule. While in class he kept thinking about that girl sitting at the bar. He asked a mutual friend for her number and struck up a conversation. They have been talking every day since for 8+ years and will have a 3000+ day Snapchat streak by wedding day!

And the rest is history