We went to heaven for this shoot and it paid off.
Miqui and Zeb recently celebrated 10 years of marriage and they are beautiful!!!
I asked them to answer some questions to tell us a bit about their story and it is so good and people, you’ll love this!
- How did you meet?
Oddly enough, or maybe not at all, we met at a gay bar/club. Many years ago, there was a club behind Coors Field called Tracks 2000; it was a gay club most days, but Thursday and Sunday night was “straight” night when a large group of our friends would meet and hang out and listen to techno music. Miqui’s older brother, Marcus, was one of those friends, we met in a roundabout way through him.
- What was your first impression of him/her?
I thought she was maybe a little bit shy/quiet, but she had the same dry sense of humor that I did, and it seemed like when she’d crack jokes that nobody else would get, I would laugh at them.
- Tell about your first date and/or a memorable date.
Our first date ever was at a Jason’s Deli… yeah… Zeb is quite the lady killer and knows how to make a first impression. The most memorable date would probably be Bloody Mary’s in Tahiti, or maybe one of the first times we went to Del Friscos.
- First kiss? First time saying ‘I love you’?
First kiss was at a rave down near Castle Rock. We were inside a big warehouse when the generator blew, all the power went out, music was out, lights were out, and I saw her sitting curled up in a little ball with her knees pulled up to her chest. I sat down behind her and wrapped my arms and legs around her to keep her warm. She turned her head towards me and I was going to give her a kiss on the forehead, but she tipper her head back further when I went in and we ended up kissing instead.
(She’ll tell you that I was going for the lips the whole time)
- How did he/she propose?
I wanted to do something different so that we’d have a good story to tell, so I decided to pretend like we were going to do a couples pottery class, but actually, take her hang gliding and propose when were gliding over the mountains. There were a couple snags, though. First, we went out drinking the night before and partied pretty hard, so when the morning came for us to head up to the place, we were pretty hung over, and she really didn’t want to go. So first, I had to convince her that it was really important that we go to this “couple’s pottery” class, which I finally did.
Once we got there, I had to find a way to get the ring box out of the car and into my pocket without her seeing. So we got out of the car, and I pretended like I had forgotten something and needed to go back to get it, but of course, she follows me and is leaning in with me to see what I forgot. So what’s the best way to get her away from me? I farted! Perfect plan! She ran away long enough for me to get the ring in my pocket.
So while we were soaring over the mountains, I told her that I loved her, that I’d do anything for her, and that I was going to spend the rest of my life with her. Obviously, she said yes, and when the moment had passed, the pilot was trying to convince us to let him do some tricks. Between being really hung over, and all the air pockets/thermals that we already had to deal with, we weren’t up for anything crazy, especially when I was thinking how much it would suck if I proposed to her, then we both died in a glider accident.
It clearly wasn’t the most romantic proposal in the world, nor did it go anywhere near the way I planned it, but it’s different, and it’s ours, and I love that.
- What do you love about him/her?
More than anything, it’s that we “get” each other. We both have the same dry-offensive sense of humor, we both know how to make each other laugh. We understand each other, we know what the other person likes and dislikes, and we know how to make each other happy. We support each other and everything that we love to do or want to be part of or dedicate our time to. We respect each other, especially enough to stand up to each other and be sure that we each pull our own weight in the relationship and that we’re heard and both have our voice. Neither one of us takes a back seat to the other unless appropriate, we’re both equal stakeholders in our marriage, and we both contribute to making it work. I could go on forever if I had time.
- What do you remember about the day you got married? (Schedule, feelings, etc)
It was HOT! We got married in July and it was the hottest day of the year, plus the ceremony was outside. I remember that she was very late getting to the venue because it took a while to get her hair and makeup done, which makes things interesting for me at the venue, because they needed to set everything up, and I had to tell them where everything went. I remember being really stressed about hoping that all the stuff she had prepared went to the right place and was where she wanted it so we weren’t disappointed in anything about her day. Other than that, and all the same stuff that I’m sure everybody experiences at a wedding, I just remember being melancholy that we had planned a day for two years that was going to be over in a matter of hours.
Oh yeah, and when the reception was over, we found a bar and watched the UFC pay per view that was on that night.
Here are some of the favorites from the shoot: