Souleymane & Brittany

It started the way a lot of great things do — unexpectedly. A dating app. Austin, Texas. April 2022. Neither of them was looking for what they found.

But here’s what Brittany found: a man who never once asked her to be anything other than exactly who she is. Flaws included. All of it, welcome. The kind of love that doesn’t keep score — that just shows up, quietly and consistently, and makes you feel safe in a way you can’t quite explain to anyone who hasn’t felt it.

And here’s what Souleymane found: his steady. The calm inside the noise. Someone who could match him on a dance floor at EDC and sit beside him in comfortable silence the very next morning. They went to Coachella. They went to Disney — Brittany’s first time, a memory she’ll carry forever. They built traditions out of ordinary evenings: ceramic painting at Cordovan, Beyoncé playing, no agenda, nowhere to be.

The proposal happened on one of those Tuesdays. He excused himself — said he needed something from the car. She didn’t think twice. He came back, got down on one knee, and asked her to stay forever. Paint still on her fingers, Beyoncé still playing. She said yes before he finished the sentence.

In 2025 they took a cruise through the Virgin Islands. St. Lucia wasn’t on the route, but it was already on their minds. Somewhere between the warm water and the slow Caribbean mornings, they made the kind of decision that only makes sense when you say it out loud: why wait? Why not get married there?

So here we are. November 28, 2026. Royalton Saint Lucia. Forty of the people they love most, gathered in paradise to witness the beginning of the rest. This weekend is for all of you as much as it is for them — a Thanksgiving worth remembering, a celebration worth traveling for, and a love story worth showing up for.

We cannot wait to have you there.