When my anti-marriage boyfriend proposed in September 2020, I was genuinely surprised. Due to low self-esteem, I never entertained the thought of marriage because I couldn’t imagine someone wanting to marry me.

Oh, and I’d never been to a wedding. I knew nothing. But I love projects, so I dove headfirst into planning.

And suddenly, I felt like I was back in the school lunchroom, not having a place to sit because I didn’t fit in anywhere.

After a lifetime of struggling to find my place in the world, I found my husband. Together, we made each other better.

And that felt like something worth celebrating.

Once I accepted that wanting a wedding wasn’t a failure of feminism, I embraced planning. I was exhilarated by the spreadsheets and deadlines. I reveled in the opportunity to be creative. And I did a lot of DIY decor.

My husband and I prioritized what was important to us and compromised on things that weren’t as important. We balked at most traditions and gravitated towards nontraditional twists. We worked together to create an incredible day that was uniquely ours.

When it was over, I was overflowing with knowledge and ideas that I no longer needed…until I decided to start Moxxie Street Events.

And now, weddings are my full-time job.