My husband and I have always been a practical pair. This year marked the tenth year anniversary since my husband and partner of 16 years said “I do.”
Even then, he and I took the practical approach. While every bride-to-be is consumed with wedding planning details, racking up wish list items on gift registries, solidifying venues, choosing plate options for their guests of 25+ – he and I might of wanted some of that, but knew we didn’t need any of it. We were the same couple who started living together as soon as a month into dating, just because it made the most sense with maximizing our income in New Orleans, where we grew up.
That was always the plan for our relationship, to not lock one another in and to instead position both of us to end up better than we were when we found one another.
A year later—11 years ago to date, in fact—he proposed when we returned to have our house gutted in New Orleans. It was the sweetest end to a stressful trip. A year after that, we eloped.
It seemed selfish and a bit financially reckless to host a grandiose party or to put our friends in a position to travel for a wedding. The thought of having people purchase dressy clothes,… felt absurd. So we put the kibosh on that, ordered our first passports, and left for Negril, Jamaica.
To be fair, we decided not to invite anyone. As soon as that decision was made, I released the greatest sigh of relief. I purchased my non-traditional wedding dress from the Armani outlet store for $35. My childhood girlfriend gifted me with earrings. The husband purchased a white guayabera shirt and wore pants he already owned. We could wear all the items again and as many times as we wanted. And we skipped the purchase of shoes because a beach wedding was happening.
And here we are, a decade later, still making fiscally responsible decisions, growing stronger together, and we’ll be moving into our fifth real estate investment in about three months.