A night we will never forget: My Dream Engagment
This is the story of how Jacob Arnott proposed to me in New York City on Monday 8th July, 2013.
One week before our trip, I had a most vivid dream. I was standing atop the Empire State Building, looking out at the glorious city of New York. The sun had set and the buildings began to light up like shimmering crystals against the dark sky. Beside me, Jacob held my hand as we looked out over the city. His hand trembled as he moved closer to me, and at first I wasn’t sure what was happening. I looked across to peer deeply into his eyes, but instead found nothing. I looked down, to find the man of my dreams on one knee, fingers clutching a ring box, speaking words of the most beautiful and honest that one can imagine. That night I told Jacob about the dream. I told him and laughed a little because “we hadn’t been going out for a year” and it was “crazy”.
Ever since my trip last year for Full Figured Fashion Week, I have called New York home. It was an instant love affair that I couldn’t shake. It was the people, the places, the food, the building and the shopping that had such an effect on me. When Jacob and I started dating we spoke about going to America and I would tell him endless stories about my solo adventures in the city, camera in hand. I told him about my favourite buildings, about the endless view from the top of the Empire State Building and he told me we would go back.
When we arrived in New York, we looked up from the curb at the Empire State Building. Her strong shapes against the bright summer sky. I grasped Jacobs arm and pointed up. The smile on his face was of pure joy. We raced into the Hotel and unpacked. Carefully, I hung the beautiful dress he had purchased for me in San Francisco at Betty Paige in the closet and he told me “to wear it when we go to the top”. The very next day, when the end of the day neared, I set about pulling together my makeup and scurried off tothe bathroom to play with my hair. I rolled and I curled using only water and bobby pins. I cursed and I furrowed my brow to get those retro curls. I pulled on my frilly socks and slipped into the glorious 1950s style dress Jacob had bought for me and I felt in my element. It was my dream dress, a shimmering soft palette of pink and blue dressed with feminine flowers. The layers under were lifted by tulle and the self-belt cinched at my waist. When I stepped from the room, Jacob’s mouth dropped. “You look beautiful” he said. I blushed and shook my head. He stepped forward and cupped my face, looking deeply into my eyes “No, you do.”
We took to the streets and up toward 34th and 5th. People were whispering and looking at me, and I looked at Jacob. “Is there something on my face?” I asked. He simply smiled and shook his head. In the line for access to the top of the building, people would peer at my attire and talk to their friends. I was embarrased, but with a peck on the lips, Jacob reassured me that I looked “perfect”. He sighed and snuggled against him in the elevator as it took us up into the sky.
The cool wind hit us as we stepped out onto the top-level of the Empire State Building. It was cold and the sun was setting, but we looked out over the city. Clouds set over Central Park and Uptown, and Jacob and I pointed out to buildings we recognised or remember seeing from our walk around Central Park. As we move around the viewing platform, Jacob listens to his audio tour while I look over toward Brooklyn. I stare down toward the Financial District, where Freedom Tower looms ahead. I snap some images of Jacob and he takes some of me. A friendly couple offer to take our picture and we accept, right in front of my favourite building: the Chrysler Building. I tell Jacob about why I love this view of the city, how at sunset the Chrysler Building sets on fire like a brilliant diamond as the sun hits her art deco gloss. As we walk around the crowded platform, we duck out of the wind as the lights begin to glow in the buildings of the city. I ask to look once more at the Chrysler Building and pull out my camera just as the lights turn on. There is a gasp and an awe in the crowd and I cannot help but agree. I point it out through the crowd and he nods. I furrow my brow and as if he is okay. Jacob nods and I worry. He looks deep in thought. He swallow and ask again.
“Give me a kiss” he requests, and I smile and lean in for a kiss in front of my most favourite building. I let my eyes drift closed as he holds me close, people moving around us. Allowing my eyes to open, I see a wooden ring box and my heart stops. My hands rush to cover my mouth nd my eyes fill with tears. I am looking at Jacob and he is looking at me and he is saying the most beautiful words, but I cannot remember a thing. It is if the entire world has melted away and we are the only two people on the planet. He touches me and I shiver, tears rolling down my cheeks. My heart fills with so much intense emotion that I am unsure if I will be able to stay awake; a feeling I have never experienced before. He tells me that he loves me. That I am beautiful and that he wants nothing more than to spend the rest of his life with me.
It’s when he lowers himself down onto one knee that I realise what is happening. That the people on the platform are now surrounding us, looking at us. I hear one woman cry out in joy as Jacob opens the ring box. I hear him ask me and my heart wept with intense joy. “Yes!” I whisper and grasp toward his face. The crowd cry out in joy and applaud as I press a kiss to his lips. His hands are shaking as he slips the glimmering ring onto my fingers. It’s now that I realise that I too, am trembling. My hand continues to cover my mouth and he looks at me with glassy eyes. I embrace him, I hold him close. I am at a loss for words.
He holds me close, my body trembling as I process what is happening. People around us congratulate and I smile, wiping the tears from my eyes. A man takes our photograph and I hadn’t realised it was with my own camera. His wife wipes her own eyes, happy tears for strangers. I offer her a brief smile before they disappear into the crowd. I look at Jacob and embrace him once again. I look down at the glimmering ring and cry once more. A ring of my dreams, a ring I helped design but never knew that would be on my finger so soon.
It was on this night that I became engaged to Jacob. My dream became a reality.
My dream man. My dream ring. My dream city. My dream dress. My dream proposal.
I never thought it would happen.
I love you Jacob. I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you. Thankyou for making my dreams come true. You are the one.
My life. My love. My everything.