In Praise of Something Blue
Onto every parade, a little rain must fall. But after planning a unique day that defined “fabulosity,” nothing was going to spoil the Kravitzes’ good time.
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Like many a Delaware love story from the early 2000s, Kirsten and Matt Kravitz’s highlight reel includes some serious flirting at the original manifestation of the Brandywine Brewing Company.
Kirsten reigned behind the bar, where she doled out libations as a bartender. Matt was a member of the wait staff that Kirsten calls “really close. At that point in my life, it felt like everyone worked at BBC.”
When Kirsten’s friends at the restaurant told her “Matt thinks you’re pretty,” she shrugged it off. She was a few years older then he. “He was a baby,” she says. “I couldn’t even serve him alcohol.”
But after spending some time together, it became obvious to even the most casual onlooker that microbrewery or not, these two would have ultimately found their way to each other. “It’s just kind of a love fest,” Kirsten says with a laugh.
They dated for six years, picking up a home and two dogs along the way. Their first, Roxy, was a rescue. “She became our world,” Kirsten says. “We were obsessed with her.” So it was fitting that Roxy fit prominently into Matt’s proposal—even if a clueless Kirsten had no idea Matt was asking her to marry him.
The two, with Roxy in tow, hit the beach on an abnormally warm April day in 2008. “It was just going to be a real chill day—music, margaritas, just hanging out,” Kirsten says. Out of nowhere, Roxy came bounding across the sand with a red bow tied around her neck. “I was just like, ‘Aww, daddy put a bow on you. That’s cute,’” Kirsten recalls. Matt nudged Kirsten along, telling her to check out the bow. “So then I was like, ‘Oh, there’s a ring,” she says. “Then I was like, Oh, there’s a ring.’ I was blindsided, completely clueless.”
Matt designed the ring, from Continental Jewelers, himself. “I’m pretty hard on my jewelry, so it was simple but sparkly,” she says. “The center stone has a connection to Matt’s family.”
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