I remember sitting on Grandma Rivera's bed while she folded the laundry and begging her to tell me again how she and Grandpa Rivera met and not leave out any of the details. And for probably the 100th time she would tell me her love story. Grandpa was on leave and in uniform at a bus stop in California and her brother was also on leave, in uniform, and waiting for the same bus and they struck up a conversation probably about the weather and how excited they were to be going home. As soon as her brother found out Grandpa was Puerto Rican, that was it! Even if Grandpa had tried to get out of it, he couldn't have, he was coming home with Grandma's brother for homemade rice and beans, Puerto Rican style! And so that night Grandpa joined the family for a real Puerto Rican feast and sat across from Grandma, the love of his life. "And so," Grandma would say, "You don't have to go out looking for your guy, he might come to your very door." And I would laugh and tell her that would only happen in the 40's!
But then I met Crystal and as I was doing her wedding hair, I asked her how she met her fiance and she said, "He worked for my dad and ended up making a delivery to our house on Thanksgiving and we asked him to stay for dinner and then dessert and then we talked by the fire till very early in the morning and then made my dad's delivery for him the next day." How sweet is that? Even without bus rides home and military uniforms he still came to her very door!
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Crystal's wedding hair- I created an updo in the back that
transitions into a curled side ponytail. |
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| Crystal and Jimmy on their wedding day |
xoxo,
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photos courtesy of Crystal's mom
