I'm trying to remember, but I believe this is the first night John and I ever met.  And it went a little something like this... 

A good mutual friend, one of the classiest and kindest ladies out there (who also happens to throw an excellent party and keep a skilled finger on the shudder trigger) decided to throw a little mad men themed party.  

It was all that a classy cocktail celebrating the mid-century should be.  With cocktails, live music, tons of strangers and new friends, unexpected dancing in the middle of the restaurant. 

 

When I said goodnight, my soon to be Beau was outside with the gentlemen, surrounded with pipes and cigar smoke.  I was parked down the street and it was Belltown past midnight, so a male friend walked me to my car.  Imagine what John assumed. ;) 

Oh, no, I just remembered.  We'd met before, on the turf.  But I don't have photos of that night, and this is a fun alternate.  It's still part of how our story began.  I love this man. 

You can see more of Mal's fun shot's from this night on her Facebook album here, or better yet, take a look at her website and see what her photography looks like when she's working.