The love birds met in 2013 after a friend/colleague first mentioned Femi to Iyanu. Femi is the best friend to then fiance of her friend/colleague who also pestered her about giving Femi a chance. They finally met at the friend’s wedding where Femi played the best man. After some forming game at the wedding, they finally talked and exchanged numbers. Later, they became one in 2015. Here are the pictures from the lovely wedding:
The Proposal (Femi’s Story)
So long and short of it was the plan didn’t go well at all, Iyanu can be stubborn. So I planned to surprise her, I skillfully got some of her friends’ contacts and added them to my bbm. Now we had some hurdles,
- Ring size: Joke (her friend), contacted another friend in Port Harcourt to get the ring size. She pulled through.
- The Ring: okay while we were dating Iyanu was specific on what she wanted, at some point, she even sent me a picture. So that wasn’t really difficult, I already knew what she would like. Lucky and I looked for it.
- Proposal date: well we got to find out she was arriving Lagos soon. So it was decided, I’d use that Saturday to propose.
I had already planned with Mense to keep her back in case she decides to leave, but Iyanu was adamant. I had arranged to do Karaoke for her, we got talking to friends from Ikoyi, VI, Lekki and the mainland to show up. Iyanu was stubborn though, I knew that if she went home on that day, then karaoke was a no no, she had a 9 pm curfew. Bukky (our friend) was still trying to get a cool location, but I had given up ooh. I just said if she decides to go home, I’ll just give her the ring.
Now, I knew that if I didn’t give Iyanu the ring today, it’ll delay our marriage, cause I wasn’t sure of when she’ll come back to Lagos and I didn’t know when I’ll go to Port Harcourt as well. So it was today or a distant future. I know that it’s not by proposal or wedding party, but what comes after all of that. Although the proposal would go a long way ooh, so on her way, I started rehearsing with her. I honestly didn’t know how I’d do it, the plan I had prepped for months just changed overnight. When we got out of the cab, I still didn’t know what to do, after we did back and forth a couple of times, I summoned the courage and went on one knee (on the untarred road). It was so unfair but then in my bad state my bride to be said she won’t collect the ring ooh, that this isn’t what she wants. So I told her,
“collect the ring first, we’ll change the story later.”
So she dragged me up and gave me a kiss right there on the street. It was an epic mis-planning but still ended with “YES DARLING, I WILL.”