Eight years. That’s how long W and I have been together. And honestly, it doesn’t feel that long. W and I met in during our first semester in college through friends. If you had told us back then that we’d be happily married now, I would’ve laughed in your face. W thought I was stuck up (the nerve!) and I was fully immersed in my studies (when I wasn’t gallivanting around NYC). But somewhere along the line we became close friends. Real friends. The type that you have “what is life?” conversations with. We were all of a sudden doing everything together. Studying, grocery shopping, laundry. It was crazy! And then it hit me. I liked W. Liked liked him. And that was that. We fell in love, got married and here we are! (sharing all of it with you :P) How did your love story begin?