2300 N Peters St • New Orleans, LA 70117
Second Line Ceremony begins at 4pm
Party to follow
After months and months of working without a single day off, I decided my friends and I needed a much needed break. I convinced them to go a figure drawing class in Brooklyn, selling them mostly on the fact that there would be free cheap beer. After class, my roommate suggested we go visit her latest crush at the bar he worked at. Soon she charmed a few free drinks out of him and we settled into our seats. I leaned back in my stool and nudged my friend in the ribs and tilted my head towards the cute blonde at the end of the bar. “You mean the one with the funny ponytail?” she whispered. “Yeah, don’t you think he’s cute?” I asked. The blonde hopped off his stool and both Tiffany and I took one glance at his flare jeans as he walked by. We shook our heads and sighed began to complain that none of the attractive guys in NYC are straight. Regardless, as the evening went on my friends struck up a conversation with Josh, the cute blonde, and discovered they had a few mutual friends. We all laughed as Josh showed us his 1992 white Chevy decked out with purple mood lighting and piled high with plastic bins and stacks of PhotAmerica posters.
A few weeks later Josh was back in town and was headed over to interview me for his project. My phone buzzed from my roommate’s a simple text “Britt. Josh isn’t gay”. To my dismay I heard Josh’s footsteps as he climbed my apartment stairs. Realizing I just invited a complete stranger who was living in a white creeper van into my home, I thought up a plan. Opening the door, I suggested we do an interview on my roof, I sprinted to the top of the stairs and waited as Josh plodded up with two backpacks packed to the gills with equipment. Once he huffed his way to the top with a large charming smile, I casually walked to the edge of the building and sat down. Swinging my legs over the side of the building, I patted the spot next to me for him to sit. He hesitated a moment, then grinned harder and said “Sure!” and strode over with a long bouncy gait. Best case scenario? Nothing happens and he’s just a funny weird guys driving a van all over. Worst case scenario? He has people beef jerky in his glove box. In case of scenario two, I made sure we sat above the fire escape. If he tried anything I could just push him off and he would land on fire escape 7 feet below, there would be time to bolt and I wouldn’t be charged with attempted murder. Perfect!
After the interview, we started chatting about Josh’s project. I was so touched to see someone so passionate about community, art and education. I saw how his eyes lit up as he spoke about art, how they soften when he spoke about his family and friends, and how they caught a ornery glint ashe joked. I immediately was smitten. Josh was so colorful, so full of energy, and so full of ideas. He stood out like a rainbow against the drab East Village buildings as we sat in my kitchen brainstorming website names. For the first time in months I laughed until I cried as he persuaded customer services to change his accidental domain name purchase “Farty Tale Kids” to “Fairy Tale Kids”. That entire week I could not stop smiling and laughing. Even when his van broke down for two days in Atlantic City New Jersey it was still the best trip I had taken in years. I remember calling my brother and sending him Josh’s KickStarter video and telling him to remember this moment. I told him Josh was something, I didn’t know what, but I knew that Josh would be a part of my life for the rest of my life in some way. From those days in my cramped kitchen in New York, to living in raw spaces in Mississippi, to glitter filled air in New Orleans, Josh has been a part of my life. As we inch closer to October, I feel the future is filled with hysterical laughter, super weird late night art maiking, and obstacles that we will face and overcome as a team. I look forward to joining our lives together and becoming paint stained, epoxy spilling covered in glitter partners in crime.×
I met Britt in the most unlikeliest of ways at a place you wouldn’t expect. I was already close to 2 years living in my van for my documentary Photamerica and I really needed a night of good friends. I was a long way from NYC but decided to drive through the rain just to sit at a bar where my friend Taylor worked. Turns out my good friend Sean had just landed and I was 5 minutes away from LaGuardia airport. 2 sweet high school friends sitting at a bar talking. Who knew that the 2 ladies next to us on the stools would engage us and or have a friend in common from Columbia, MO, (yes everyone knows Amanda Rainey). I talked to her roommate for a second and then to the long haired lady with lipstick on, yes, Brittany. Didn’t think we would have anything in common but she said “art” and I replied, “me too” . She showed me some of her work and I made it a quick point to sign her up to be interviewed for our project. Weeks later we met up for that interview and the aftermath of that chance meeting set course for two star crossed artistic lovers to realize how random and beautiful the world can be. When you meet the one, you know, it’s easy, it works, it fits. Soon after colliding, Brittany and I bought some fun websites together and Crushing Creative was one of our favorites, it is how we came to be and how we will be for eternity.
Brittany alway told me she was going to be doing the asking when the time came and I was totally cool with all that pressure off, I even said I “might” say yes. But a couple weeks ago while shooting a friends wedding she slowly leaked out that I could name the first borns if I did the deed…..sold! It started with thinking of all the crazy kid names and then it dawned on me “What the hell am I waiting for?”. That whole adage of “When you know, you know” has naturally been there from day one with this wonderful woman. I am constantly awestruck and blessed to have met someone in life who is so similar to myself and my values, yet so different and intricate. It is a blessing to know someone who is so intelligent, beautiful, talented, kind, humble, and passionate but she totally got in my creepy van and went with me into the sunset. It has been a fun ride that last 3 years.
So why get married? Easy. When you find your soulmate, the one who loves you for you, the one who changes with you, the one who you can’t imagine yourself without, you might as well do the damn thing. I am happy I waited this long because it was worth the wait. Not much on things religious but this says it all — Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. —— The truth is I love this woman with all things I know to be good and am committed to honoring that with marriage.
So yeah, I put a ring on dat thing. Been chatting her family for a couple months and putting some artsy finishes on everything. My sweet friend Rachaela has been making her a beautiful art box for the last couple of months and my friend Holliday made up some special scents for her. Lastly was the ring which was made by our friend Ashley Porter and Porter Lyons designs. Britt loves her Voodoo series of skulls so we made her a beautiful 3D printed version in which I embedded amethyst opals for eyes. It will be cast in gold next week and says BJ 4EVA in the inside inscription.
So just a little storyline detail for the books. I completely surprised this girl which I think is hilarious since I am utterly awful with keeping secrets. As with all things we were out of town days before my intended proposing so everything was super last minute but worked out perfectly. I ran to grab all the gifts last Thursday morning, box, scents, and ring and told Brittany I had a meeting (which was my sweet hair job from Dara Quick). I met quickly with my friend Brian Huff who takes people on Cocktail and ghost tours and we made up a story to fuse into his ghost tour. I literally had 15 minutes not to blow my cover as I tried to paint a box, put opals into eyeballs, and make something non assuming. All last minute and good until the final detail of putting the ring into the box, that shattered the plastic 3d piece. Typical me. I put it quickly together with duct tape and biked into the french quarter for our drinking tour. We had a grand time drinking in all of old haunts and restaurants and she was completely oblivious to what was about to happen. Our friend Caitlyn joined the ghost tour with us around 7 and was secretly snapping away at all of the amusement. There came a time in the tour when Brian makes up a story about a lovely lady being lured down from New York by a southern gentleman, a Mississippian they think. Their love and art was so intense that everyone in the quarter knew who they were. They had grandiose parties and ignited the town. But sadly, one night while sleeping they perished together in bed in a terrible fire. People came and collected burned relics from that fire that killed them. At this point Brian whips out a black bag and says he has a relic and asks if anyone wants to see it. Brittany was chosen and as she opened the box she instantly knew it was a box from our friend’s jewelry. She started to tell everyone how much she loves the jewelry and how we take pictures for them, oblivious to the broken shards of ring in the box. I take it upon myself to help her focus and as soon as I hit the ground, she was completely surprised and utterly shocked. Caitlyn did an amazing job of capturing that in pictures. She said “yes”:))))))
And that my kids is how we came to be engaged. Cute and fun, artsy and fartsy. From here on out I will introduce Brittany Schall as my …. Biance . loves to all.×