Our hair and hangover story.

Our story began when Jeremy came into my salon, he had a goofy smile on his face. Which made me mad of course, because I was hungover from the day before St. Patty's day. I cut his hair, he barely spoke until we talked about his green eyes. I wrote my number on the recipt and asked if he wanted it, he was completely oblivious and said no. So my coworker took his number from the system and told me to text him, I did and he told me he was going to run back in to get it. Needless to say we had two years to get to know each other more and to let our love blossom. Now here we are, about to get married.